My Mind Is A Crowded Place

My mind is such a crowded place—
Songs and words,
Voices churn
Bounce around and echo through
My head.
I can't believe you don't know
You can't tell from the look on my
Face
Staring into space I'm physically present
But mentally I'm gone
I'm gone
I'm gone.

I don't know when I'm coming back,
So cross your fingers
Hopefully I'll return soon
So long as I stay on track,
Which I'm not likely to do
My mind is such a crowded place
It's easy to get lost
But in case I come back please stay here
To catch me when I crash.