Losing My Head

Verse 1
It’s an utterance I’ve said before, insanity
But in whispered tones and hushed voice, so no one can hear

Verse 2
There’s a knocking at my window sill, who could it be
It’s a fading image of myself, sensible me

Chorus
And I can’t get out of my head
With these wild ideas that I’ve had
Does it sound familiar yet
That I can’t get out of my head

Verse 3
There’s a party in my dressing room, save room for me
There’s decisions on the threshing floor, save room for me

Bridge
I’m sick and tired of losing my head

Verse 4
Well tomorrow brings another day
Whether quiet storm or brightest night, I’m stuck with me