| I cannot remember my own way home | |
| And I cannot remember whose side I'm on | |
| Even my first name just tell me once again | |
| Not sure I should be here or who I am | |
| I'm sure someone is listening or looking in the places I go | |
| Just at odds with my senses just at odds with my senses | |
| I cannot remember a single time or place | |
| And I still cannot recognise anybodys face | |
| Signposis on the wall no meaning for me now | |
| Print upon the pages is lost somehow | |
| I'm sure someone is listening or looking in the places I go | |
| Just at odds with my senses just at odds with my senses | |
| I still don't know who I am I can't recognise my skin | |
| What on earth can I do this time if my memory won't let me in | |
| I'm sure someone is listening or looking in the places I go | |
| Just at odds with my senses just at odds with my senses | |
| Chorus: | |
| I still don't know who I am I can't recognise my skin | |
| What on earth can I do this time if my memory won't let me in | |
| I could turn and run into the sunset I could stay and watch my life unfold | |
| It will take a while but I will remember a glimpse before I get to old | |
| And I still don't know who I am and I still don't know who I am | |
| Caught our been lonely who could blame me now | |
| A sudden spell of amnesia I forget myself | |
| Chorus |