couting to 100

Never been much good on my own

So I'm tryin' to find somebody else

Never been good at findin' much except this 

Loneliness all by myself

Spottin' you ain't been easy,

I could use once hand, maybe two

And I had that spot right beside me baby

That waited there just for you

And you go hide

And I'll come seek

Maybe someday in the middle

We just might meet

because I'm counting to a hundred

And I promise I won't peek

As you go hide and I come seek.

Now, how much longer will this game go on

I guess time will tell

But I hate to hear that you're all alone

Overlooked in search of someone else.