I’m lookin’ for a reason to stay.
I’m all wound up and tied in knots today.
I’m lookin’ for a reason not to go.
When the morning comes, I’ll be on my way.
Every night I ask myself again.
Just what it was that made our dream begin.
It seemed like a good idea way back then.
But I’m wondering now what daydream took me in.
Looking For a Reason
Creedence Clearwater Revival (1972), Mardi Gras