Just In My Head
Sitting in a corner waiting for the show to be over
Well I can already tell that a few more topics need to be covered
Is it that something is changed, why the music feels lame, why do I feel so blue?
Or am I going strange, why the music's so lame, why does it feel untrue?
I meet so many faces it just made me miss you even more
People speak a language, superficial matters, but I don't know
I've seen so many places it just made me want you even more
Is this my situation, why can't I keep up with myself?
Is it the music in you that makes me wanna hold you?
Can you feel it too or is it just myself?
Could I feel so blue when I'm missing you
Maybe I need you or is it just in my head?
Sitting on the front porch waiting for the words to be found
And I can already tell that I won't know til the sun is down
Although something has change yet the feeling remains, why do I feel so blue?
Or am I going strange, am I losing the game?
Now tell me, is it true?
I been to many places, it just made me miss you even more
People speak a language, superficial matters, but I don't know
I've met so many faces, it just made me miss you even more
Is this my situation, why can't I keep up with myself?
Is it the music in you that makes me wanna hold you?
Tell me can you feel it too or is it just myself?
Could I feel so blue when I'm missing you?
Maybe I need you or is it just in my head?
Or is it just in my head?
Writer/s: Asaël Robitaille, Marie Davidson, Pierre Guerineau
