I drive down 5th and every other block I leave my heart along the sidewalk,
she disappears around the corner, I’ll take another block to mourn her,
I really ought to settle down, I was never one to play around,
maybe it’s this sticky weather, I’ve gotta get my head together..
I’ve gotta get my head, gotta get my head together,
that’s what you said, and you always seem to know better,
I’ll keep my mind on a shorter tether,
you tell me when but you won’t say whether,
will I ever get my head together?
then there’s the question of vocational direction, a competition of affections,
and all the things I’d like to do, one of which happens to be
you always said I was easily distracted, maybe my brain’s impacted,
but you’re a windstorm, I’m a feather, I’ve gotta get my head together,
I’ve gotta get my head, gotta get my head together,
that’s what you said, and you always seem to know better,
I’ll keep my mind on a shorter tether,
you tell me no but you won’t say never,
will I ever get my head together?
maybe I should take a good look around,
pack up and move to a bigger town,
find a shrink or a spiritual advisor,
someone to help me exorcise her,
I’ve stayed away from passing pleasures,
they’d leave me feeling worse, not better,
but you’re a windstorm, I’m a feather, I’ve gotta get my..
I’ve gotta get my head, gotta get my head together,
that’s what you said, and you always seem to know better,
you tell me when but you won’t say whether,
you tell me no but you won’t say never,
will I ever get my.. will I ever get my.. will I ever get my head together?..
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