scannin all those memories no chance to get some sleep visions came along too strong and drugs just seem too weak then there was this fax machine workin in my head morning light uncovers empty spaces in my bed i m in search for happiness sometimes too blind to see that all that search for happiness sure means misery romantic dinner candlelight dancin cheek to screen salvation wire internet keeps my pillows clean i don t need the passwords mail me the miracles instead mornin light discovers cyberspaces in my bed i m in search for happiness sometimes too blind to see that all that search for happiness sure means misery