I have a problem. Everytime I sit to think I think of you Everytime food touches my tongue I wish I'd be eating with you I have a problem Whatever I bring myself to do I think of doing you Whatever I see I imagine seeing it with you I have a problem Whoever sees me Thinks I'm crazy Because to whoever I see I speak of you I have a problem and My problem is you Your absence and your presence They're both the same because without you there's still another 'you' and my problem will go away when that's replaced with you