My Generation

There is something more Hello, we're going down the hallway to the door We know there's something more Our soul has a got a hole We know but what's it waiting for Scattered in the street Like dreams and destiny The things we wanna be Are scattered in the streets If we're coming clean We've seen to know we're incomplete Chorus: How do we feel, how do we feel My generation is aching for real Dyin for love cryin for truth My generation is aching for you Country of our own Is all we're asking for A place to call our home A country of our own We know it must be close Our souls are searching through the cold The cold, the cold