The Wondering

I wanna know how to love for real Without wanting anything from it How to eat the pain, that hidden taste How to let the fire prove me Back in the day, I was Michael Crow I'd go creeping through the houses Oh, the things I'd see through those country windows Were enough to make you cry out I'm still here Just can't quit wondering I'm still here With my back to the wondering Let me write just one verse That doesn't feel like persuasion That doesn't feel rehearsed That doesn't need explaining Ever since I was just a little thing I've had that certain kind of hunger Nothing satisfied me Save that wide-open wonder Ah-ah-yeah I'm still here Just can't quit wondering I'm still here With my back to the wondering I'm still here Just can't quit wondering I'm still here Too deep in the wondering Strung out beneath the hot summer clouds I know a place to go swimming A place where I can be myself When the world around me is too much