Verse 1EECThere is something moreA2ECEECHello, we're going down the hallway to the doorA2ECWe know there's something moreEECA2Our soul has got a hole, we knowECEECA2But what's it empty for?Verse 2EECA2ECScattered in the streets like dreams and gasolineEEmCA2ECThe things we wanna be are scattered in the streetEECAnd if we're coming cleanA2ECEECA2We seem to know we're incompleteChorusEAmHow do we feel how do we feelECDMy Generation is aching for realEAmDying for love, crying for truthECDMy Generation is aching for YouVerse 3EECA2ECA country of our own is all we're asking forEECA2ECA place to call our home a country of our ownEECWe know it must be closeA2ECEECA2Our souls are searching through the coldBridgeEAm