Yes I know that love is like ghosts. Oh, she was sinning. But everybody talks. Spirit follow to where I go. I sin all day and they haunt me in the night.
What you're looking for won't be found easily. It grows upon the mountains in a sacred place. Up beyond the clouds and ancient grounds so they say. And many men have died trekking up that way.
Good for nothing is the name they'll remember me by. done nothin' with my life for no one, I'm just waiting to die. I turned my back on the world. you know I'd given up on livin' til I met you girl.