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 it 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? Is it in my head?
Is it 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 feel I'm being followed, my head is empty
Yet every word I say turns out a sentence
Make love to a stranger, just asking for directions
Turn from being help to being questions

I see a man without a problem