I`ve got coffee on the table
Yeah the coffee table
And the first smoke of the day
And I am thinking that maybe
I`ll think of something good to say
But my mind is traveling
Farther and farther away
`Cause the trouble in my head
Is getting closer and closer to my legs
I`ve got to walk it out
And the trouble with my heart
Is that I can`t take it out
And the trouble with myself
Is that I don`t know me
So if you find me
Would you kindly show me
The way home
I have got birds on my roof
that sing beautifully
And then there is me in the living room
And I am screaming to be free
I`ve got clothes in my bedroom
Yeah and they fit me right
And now I am thinking that maybe
I`ll just get dressed up
And go out tonight
`Cause the trouble in my head
Is getting closer and closer to my legs
I`ve got to walk it out
And the trouble with my heart
Is that I can`t rip it out
And the trouble with myself
Is that I don`t know me
So if you fine me
Would you kindly show me
The way home
Yeah I know I`ve got a lot of time on my clock to spare
But not enough to make it from here to there
So if it`s not where you`re from but where you`re at
Well what happens when you have forgotten that ...