My Voice

Sid’s on the corner takes off his dress
Jill’s in the backseat and who’s this girl I’m with
I can’t even see my hands in front of me
I can’t even hear my lips moving
Where’s my head on Tuesday
I don’t even know
where am I today
I can’t even see
Straight ahead of me
She wants her faith now they took away
stares at the cross above her mother’s grave
I can’t even feel my arms holding me
I can’t even see my eyes closing
Where’s my head on Tuesday
I don’t even know
where am I today
I can’t even see
Straight ahead of me
When you’re looking backwards where I’m walking
Straight ahead of me
Sid’s on the corner takes off his dress
Jill’s in the backseat and who’s this girl I’m with
I can’t even see my hands in front of me
I can’t even hear my voice, my voice
Where’s my head on Tuesday
I don’t even know
where am I today
I can’t even see
Straight ahead of me
When you’re looking backwards where I’m walking
Straight ahead of me
When you’re looking backwards where I’m walking now.