Visitor

A visitor, oh

Visitor

Give me a map to myself

I can't ask for directions here, no

There's no one that can help

When I'm lost they say, "Don't you live here?"

"Shouldn't you know, know, know?"

"Shouldn't you know, know, know?"

Shouldn't I know

But I'm just a visitor in my own body

I'm a pedestrian, walking down

The middle of the street

I'm just a tourist in my own home

Surrounded by what should feel familiar

Yet all I know for sure

Is I'll only be just a visitor

A visitor

Give me the key to happiness

I've asked around no one has seemed to find it

They say, that I threw the key away into the leaves

And down I go, just like all the keys I've thrown

I should've known

But I'm just a visitor in my own body

I'm a pedestrian, walking down the

Middle of the street

I'm just a tourist in my own home

Surrounded by what should feel familiar

Yet all I know for sure

Is I'll only be just a visitor

Oh, a visitor

A visitor

And I sink down into the crowd

And watch the faces fade away

From here I see

A third-person mirror

It makes it all clear

I'm a traveling woman on a stationary train

Distance makes it imaginary pain

I finally understand

I know what I am

I know what I am

I'm just a visitor

I'm just a visitor

In my own body

I'm a pedestrian, walking down the

Middle of the street

I'm just a tourist in my own home

Surrounded by what should feel familiar

Yet all I know for sure

Is I'll only be just a visitor

A visitor

A visitor

A visitor