Reaching [A Loot-Beg Bootleg]

Reaching, reaching for a way out
Reaching, reaching for a hand
Walking, looking for a way home
Walking, looking for someone
Looking for someone that I can rescue
Looking for someone to rescue me
Looking for the one among the rest who
I've already met and won in destiny
And until then I'll be
Calling, calling all these numbers
Calling people I don't even know
And falling, falling off the deep end
Falling, and dropping out of sight
Is it any wonder people fall off
Is it any wonder where they've flown
Like a yeti walkin' on the tundra
We're animals who die when we're alone
So I gotta keep walking
Looking for a way home
And reaching, reaching for a hand