There are times when I am lost

There are times that I’m a ghost

Yeah, I am dead yet wandering,

Searching for the love that is real.

Since the day that you’re gone

I’ve never searched for someone

But I realized that love is vital,

Needed for the human race survival.

I am in the process of searching

For a new love that is dear

From someone who doesn’t desert me

In either happiness or misery.