Have you ever searched for that safe feeling?
The warmth that can only come from a deliberate sense of contentment
Long to be wrapped up in it like you're inside your mother's womb
It's cozy
You think about it often and try as you might you can't find a viable equivalent
Remembering laying on your mother's chest when your tummy ached
Or your tooth hurt, and as she caressed your forehead although the pain didn't go away
Something came and overtook its place
A feeling of warmth
Kinda like the low setting on the oven
Not too high and not too low
Keeps it hot enough and it feels like luxury
I believe that's what we are all searching for
A girl tries to find the feeling all over
In the stores she shops, in the sites she visits and the clubs she frequents
But all she ended up with was too many clothes, too many Myspace friends and a disease she
can't get rid of
See once you leave the womb there's nothing like it
Sure there are plenty of artificials
Sex can give you that warm feeling
So can some drugs
For most, they finally find it at the most inopportune time
Because they don't expect a lethal injection to garner that feeling
So what do you do, when you need that feeling
That coziness like curling up to a warm fire on a cold day
Or hot cocoa down your aching throat
That fetal position ain't getting it anymore
You find it
Wherever you can
