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