
Date of issue: 04.07.1994
Song language: English
Sitting Inside My Head |
I walk around this town |
As buildings close and windows are boarded |
I think about you |
When I hear a door slam in the wind |
And the glass on the mat says welcome |
I think about you |
Sitting inside my head, |
Laughing at what I said |
Come on baby |
Let’s have another toast |
You might think I’m dense, |
Laughing at my expense |
Let’s fill the cup |
Let’s wash away the ghost |
In this ghost town where we live |
There’s a wanted poster of you on every corner |
She keeps asking me 'who's that' and 'what's her name?' |
But I choke on every letter, |
As the glass flies off the table |
I keep telling her |
I ain’t the one to blame |
Sitting inside my head, |
Laughing at what I said |
Come on baby |
Let’s have another toast |
You might think I’m dense, |
Laughing at my expense |
Let’s fill the cup |
Let’s wash away the ghost |
I left when I was gone, |
I didn’t feel a thing |
I didn’t think you’d haunt me this long after |
But the buildings crumble down, |
As I run from the town |
I hear you breathe |
And I listen to your laughter |
Sitting inside my head, |
Laughing at what I said |
Come on baby let’s have another toast |
You might think I’m dense, |
Laughing at my expense |
Let’s fill the cup |
Let’s wash away the ghost |
I walk around this town |
As buildings close and windows are boarded |
I think about you |
When I hear a door slam in the wind |
And the glass on the mat that says Welcome |
I think about you |
I think about you (repeat many times) |