Square One

Why does it always feel like I'm back to square one?...

I never knew another like her in my lifetime.
So now I travel through a tunnel of space, without a place,
On the face of this earth,
With this pain gettin' worse,
Driving me insane or at least I'm touching the brink,
Of sanity to think of how I can link or contact her.
I was a fool before but more wise after the fact.
I'm analyzin' how I'm wantin' her back,
And wonderin' exactly where she could be on the map.
I'm just sittin' here, spinnin' the world on one finger.
Reoccurring thoughts of this brown skin singer