Cy Coben - Where It's At lyrics

You knock upon my mind and you beg to borrow a cup of wisdom You've come to seek the truth, to ask me where it's at I thank you for your confidence in me And yet you see I can now draw for you in black and white a map you could follow in your quest for that which all men seek For each man finds that road alone Each day as he eases himself into the stream of life If he is lucky he may come a little nearer to the goal I too have been a prospector wandering through the maze Buffed by the storms and jagged rocks of life That tore the nerve ends of my hopes and dreams And like yours my skin was much too shield me of the inroads of my times The big machines, the strangling crimson tape The hate filled moats that keep us from the other seekers Searching too for the road to where it's at But then, one day, the fog with in my mind began to clear And for me the truth shown forth as brilliant as a thousand suns I had it all along with in my grasp, the answer So simple that I almost didn't see it Its love Loving someone more than you love your self loving so much that you trust, you give and you ask nothing in return This is the purest form of love And then And this is the miracle If the one your giving to believes as you, you've found it The treasure you've been seeking, you've found out where it's at