I have to stand somewhere
Until I find
A good place I can stand.
I really don't like
Shifting sand
Or muck that you sink into.
Isn't it much the same for you,
Looking for firm ground
As you're on the move?

And I have to hang on to something
Until something comes along
That I can hang on to.
Isn't it similar for you,
Clinging to one thing
(The very best yet)
Until something better comes through?

And I find I must find someone to trust
Until someone comes along
Who I can really trust.
Leaps of faith
I've made a few
Landed hard and changed my view.
Isn't it sort of like that
For you,
Looking for something true
As you're passing through?