With nothing else left to see I see you glimpse, at the sky You look lost, with all those things you think about Over a city view, but nothing's new Like how the world will never change And how the city life will never be the same I guess oh well But how you gonna find someone to lose again (Nothing left to find) Find something to do again (This universal high) In this, universal high There's nothing left to find All those secret dreamers The ones that laugh until they cry If life was such a big joke, why d'ya look so saddened When half the world is mourning But you make it seem so boring I know I'd never see you change Pissed off on a street Mistaking a bible for 'The Man' Ah men But how you gonna find someone to lose again (Nothing left to find) Find something to do again (This universal high) In this, universal high There's nothing left to find