Out Of My Mind Lyrics – James Blunt
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
He’ll judge me by the fact that my face don’t fit.
It’s touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
He’s waiting for the day when he gets me,
But I don’t need no alibi – I’m a puppet on a string.
I just need this stage to be seen.
We all need a pantomime to remind us what is real.
Hold my eye and know what it means.

