Here in some stranger's room

Late in the afternoon

What am I doing here at all?

Ain't no doubt about it

I'm losing you

I'm losing you



Somehow the wires got crossed

Communication's lost

Can't even get you on the telephone

Just got to shout about it

I'm losing you

I'm losing you



Well, here in the valley of indecision

I don't know what to do

I feel you slipping away

I feel you slipping away

I'm losing you

I'm losing you



Well now, you say you're not getting enough

But I remind you of all that bad, bad, bad stuff

So what the hell am I supposed to do?

Just put a bandaid on it?

And stop the bleeding now

Stop the bleeding now



I'm losing you

I'm losing you

Well, well, well



I know I hurt you then

But hell, that was way back when

Well, do you still have to carry that cross? (drop it)

Don't want to hear about it

I'm losing you

I'm losing you

Don't want to lose you now

Welllllllll!

So long ago