I get confused, waking up in someone's living room
Stare at the roof, don't want to move
I close my eyes, summarize the plot of the night
Did I bark or leave my mark with my bite?
The sun streams through the windowsill
While I'm lying on the floor like a dead windmill
Let the morning light kiss my tired face
Before I find a way out of this place
Who what where when why and how
Now I'm wiping sweat from my furrowed brow
My nerves aren't what they used to be
But then again there's not much left of me
And I don't really know where I am
Could be Hamilton or Amsterdam
Man in the mirror asks who I am
But I don't really know who I am. No!
Every night there are lines that I recite
Begging to be relived with all their might
And so i try, to bring them back to life
All those memories in melodies immortalized
Now my friends are asking me all the time
If I'm a caricature of my former life
"You sing so much of traveling
But where in the world have you really been?
And what on earth have you really done
Have you opened your heart to anyone?"
The answers I don't understand
But I'm feeling like Alice in wonderland (Because)
I don't really know where I be
Santa Barbara or the Philippines
Man in the mirror asks who I am
But I don't really know who I am
I seem to be questioning my identity
But in the confusion, I'm feeling serene
And I don't really know where I'm from
Could be Dresden or Edmonton
Man in the mirror asks who I am
But I don't really know who I am!