Trouble In My Head

I've got coffee on the table Yeah, the coffee table And the first smoke of the day And now 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 But where so if you find me Would you kindly show me The way home 'Cause I have got birds on my roof, you see That sing beautifully And then there is me in the living room And I am screaming to be free I have got clothes in my bedroom Yeah, and they fit me right So 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 Oh-yeah, so if you find me Would you kindly show me the way home? 'Cause I'm just trying to get home Now I know I've got a lot of time on my clock to spare But not enough to make it from here to there And if it is not where you're from, but where you're at Well, what happens when you have forgotten that? Trouble with myself is that I don't know me