I see a man without a problem I see a country always starved I hear the music of a heartbeat I walk, and the 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