Whitmore (star Thing)
I'll follow you home walk right up to your door
Take a look inside
You, it's always you!
I see your face in different places
Then you're gone I think I'm wasted
Try to follow but I disappear
You go on and on
You had it, you broke it
That's just so careless of you
Why don't you tell me why?
You want it, you've got it
Just tell me everything's alright.
