I follow you by the love I've conceived

My ears and eyes follow your lips

Only pictures cure my loneliness when your gone

Your home, pick up the phone

I'm not obsessed

I hope I'm not clinging

I just walk around supported by ghost

No one is really near me

I guess I've hit my limit at the point of erosion

Couldn't you see the decay

Receiving many scoldings

They all say it's just a critic and a harsh opinion

Obviously it's true 

no one like sugar coatings anymore

bitter, sour, and spicy seems to be what they want more

I want the sugar with a little bit of sour, a dash of something bitter,
And of course the spice

Yet I crave another simple item

It's you in my life

And the day I realize you and them can't be there or can without my notice

That's the day I'll still walk this road

Remaining at my loneliest