Here in some strangers room
Late in the afternoon
What am I doing here at all?
Aint no doubt about it
Im losing you
Somehow the wires have crossed
Communications lost
Cant even get you on the telephone
Just got to shout about it
Im losing you
Here in the valley of indecision
I dont know what to do
I feel you sliping away
I feel you sliping away
Im losing you
Im losing you
You say your not getting enough
But I remind you of all that bad stuff
So waht the hell am I supposed to do?
Just put a bandaid on it?
And stop the bleeding now
Stop the bleeding now
I know I hurt you then
But that was way back when
And well, do you still have to carrey that cross?
Dont want to hear about it
Im losing you
Im losing you