Old Soul - Thea Gilmore

Well, I’m looking for an old soul

Where am I gonna go?

I’m looking for an old soul

Does anybody know?

I don’t want the worldly wise

I don’t want a good disguise

Just looking for an old soul

And I’m looking for a white light

Where am I gonna go?

And I’m looking for a white light

Does anybody know?

Don’t want the shooting stars

Don’t want the passing cars

Just looking for a white light

‘Cause when the days grow old

And the nights get cold

I’ll need a young heart

But an old soul

And I’m looking for the right song

Where am I gonna go?

I’m looking for the right song

Does anybody know?

Don’t want to hear the blues

Don’t want some wild chanteuse

Just looking for the right song

‘Cause when the days grow old

And the nights get cold

I’ll need a young heart

But an old soul

Where am I gonna go?

I’m looking for an old soul

Does anybody know?

Its gotta be flesh and bone

The sweetest idea of home

It’s gotta be an old soul

It’s gotta be an old soul

It’s gotta be an old soul