Still Looking for My People
This song came from a quieter place.
Still Looking for My People is about something a lot of us feel, but do not always say out loud.
Being surrounded by people and still feeling alone.
Being the person who shows up for everyone else, while quietly wondering who would show up when you need someone.
Wanting to belong without having to shrink who you are just to fit in.
This song is for anyone who has ever sat with a silent phone, stood at the edge of a crowd, or wondered whether their people are still out there somewhere.
It is also about the strange tension of being someone others rely on.
The one who answers.
The one who helps.
The one who keeps his word.
The one who tries to be steady when someone else is falling apart.
And then realizing that when your own sky gets heavy, the room can feel surprisingly quiet.
That is really the heart of the song.
Not needing a crowd.
Not needing everyone to understand you.
Just hoping to find a few people around whom you do not have to edit yourself.
People who let you laugh loudly.
Speak honestly.
Be imperfect.
And still feel wanted there.
The song starts with the feeling of searching alone, but by the end the idea changes.
It becomes less about “Where are my people?” and more about recognizing that there may be someone else asking the exact same question.
So leave the light on.
Keep a chair open.
Keep showing up as yourself.
The right people may be closer than you think.
My People
Verse 1
I can fill a room with laughter,
I can shake a stranger’s hand,
I can be the one who shows up
When somebody needs a man.
I can speak a little too honestly,
I can wear my heart out loud,
But lately I’ve been learning
That truth can thin a crowd.
Pre-Chorus
So I filter every sentence,
Till there’s nothing left to say,
Then I’m standing in the corner
Watching me fade away.
Chorus
I’m still looking for my people,
Still hoping there’s a place,
Where I don’t have to shrink my heart
Or hide half of my face.
Where I can laugh loud, speak true,
And still be loved that way,
I’m still looking for my people,
Maybe they’re looking for me.
Verse 2
I’ve been the call they make at midnight,
The steady hand, the helping friend,
The one who keeps his word when
Everybody else caves in.
But when my own sky gets heavy,
And I need a voice nearby,
That phone can feel like an empty room
With no one on the line.
Pre-Chorus 2
And I don’t need all the answers,
I don’t need someone to fix,
I just need a place to set this down
And someone to sit with it.
Chorus
I’m still looking for my people,
Still hoping there’s a place,
Where I don’t have to shrink my heart
Or hide half of my face.
Where I can laugh loud, speak true,
And still be loved that way,
I’m still looking for my people,
Maybe they’re looking for me.
Bridge
To the one alone tonight,
With the TV talking low,
Scrolling through a silent phone
Wondering where did everybody go.
You are not too much to handle,
You are not too hard to know,
Sometimes the deepest roots
Just need the right place to grow.
So don’t let lonely tell you
That your story’s at the end,
There’s someone praying for a person
They can finally call a friend.
Final Chorus
We’re still looking for our people,
Still hoping there’s a place,
Where we don’t have to shrink our hearts
Or hide half of our face.
Where we can laugh loud, speak true,
And still be loved that way,
We’re still looking for our people,
Maybe they’re looking for us today.
Outro
So leave a light on in your window,
Keep a chair open by the door,
The right ones may be closer
Than they’ve ever been before.
We’re still looking for our people,
And they’re still looking too.