I've painted pictures on the walls
They're no substitute for photographs
And I've grown tired of phone calls
They're no substitute for close contact
And I've ran miles on these streets
I've run circles in my mind
And I have cried myself to sleep
And lied awake until I'm lost in time
But I'm no longer lonely
I found a reason to hang on
And all the world can take a backseat
And I'm no longer sorry
I found a motive to move on
And all the world can wait on me
I know I'm not a perfect man
Sometimes I've promised more than I could give
I find it hard to understand
The difference between life and how to live
But I'm no longer lonely
I found a reason to hang on
And all the world can take a backseat
And I'm no longer sorry
I found a motive to move on
And all the world can wait on me