I see a man without a problem I see a country always starved I hear the music of a heartbeat I walk, and people turn and laugh
Is it in my head Is it in my head Is in my head here at the start? Is it in my head Is it in my head Is it in my head, or in my heart?
I pick up phones and hear my history I dream of all the calls I miss I try to number those who love me And find exactly what the trouble is
Is it in my head etc
I feel I'm being followed My head is empty Yet every word I say turns out a sentence Statements to a stranger Just asking for directions Turn from being help to being questions
