Looking For Christmas Switchfoot
"Looking For Christmas" by Switchfoot, released in 2020, is a #Rock song that explores themes of longing, hope, and the search for meaning during the holiday season. The lyrics reflect a desire for connection and joy amidst life's challenges. Musically, it features uplifting melodies and heartfelt vocals, resonating with listeners seeking warmth and comfort.
[Verse 1]
There's a man near the freeway on-ramp
And the sign says he's looking for change
The lives we lead as strangers
Make the whole world feel so strange
I give him a couple green pieces of paper
Ex-presidents' faces and names
And he asks me whether cash could ever bring change
[Pre-Chorus]
And all the carols in my ear
Feel disturbingly inept and insincere
[Chorus]
I'm still looking for Christmas
Tell me what Christmas means
Tell me, what’s thе worth singing, "Peace on Earth,"
When thеre's war on the TV screen?
I'm still looking for Christmas
I get the feeling that I'm on my own
Is there a Christmas star to show me where you are?
Because the wise men all forgot the way home
[Verse 2]
Well, it's halfway through December
The end of a long, weird year
As far back as I can remember
The tension never felt this clear
Is this what my parents felt like?
Drinking bitter and sweet from a cup
Maybe this is what it feels like to grow up?
There's a man near the freeway on-ramp
And the sign says he's looking for change
The lives we lead as strangers
Make the whole world feel so strange
I give him a couple green pieces of paper
Ex-presidents' faces and names
And he asks me whether cash could ever bring change
[Pre-Chorus]
And all the carols in my ear
Feel disturbingly inept and insincere
[Chorus]
I'm still looking for Christmas
Tell me what Christmas means
Tell me, what’s thе worth singing, "Peace on Earth,"
When thеre's war on the TV screen?
I'm still looking for Christmas
I get the feeling that I'm on my own
Is there a Christmas star to show me where you are?
Because the wise men all forgot the way home
[Verse 2]
Well, it's halfway through December
The end of a long, weird year
As far back as I can remember
The tension never felt this clear
Is this what my parents felt like?
Drinking bitter and sweet from a cup
Maybe this is what it feels like to grow up?
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