In your head.

That one person that doesnt seem real.
Shut tight, made of steel.
Confused by a paradox in his mind.
He needs something to find.
Needs something to feel.

He wants to feel need and compassion.
Methods obscure and out of fashion.
He wants to be near you.
He wants to feel any affection.
Can you guess why or who?

Reach in, reach out and touch.
His mind is walking on a crutch.
Whats going on in your head?
Say it, don't go on a hunch.
The intensity builds up like dread.

Some part of him wants to feel misery.
Not knowing the end of the mystery.
Wild eyed and making fake emotions.
Does he need brain surgery?
The possibility is vast as the oceans.

So leave more said than unsaid.
So believe more and don't shed.
That sweet intruiging desire.
So whats going on in your head?
Whatever it is your'e on fire.