But I'd be all right

I saw a heart in a cold, cold west-east moving cloud tonight. A message. An answer. 

It must have dissipated before it reached the lake. 

But I saw it.

So take me where the tide lines will find me

What happens when you've found what you were looking for and don't know what you're looking for next, haven't known for a while? When there are too many other things [feelings] pushing onto your train of thought, in a hurry, gotta get to work/play/vengeance/threat/flight/lovin'touchin'squeezin' another/Jewel?

Just keep stepping outside, I guess.