Here in some stranger's room Late in the afternoon What am I doing here at Ain't no doubt about I'm losing you I'm losing you
Somehow the wires got crossed Communication's lost Can't even get you on the telephone got to shout about it I'm losing you I'm losing you
here in the valley of indecision I don't know what to do I feel you slipping away I feel you slipping away losing you I'm losing you
Well now, you say you're not getting enough But I remind you of all 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
losing 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 cross? (drop it) Don't want to hear about it I'm losing you I'm losing you Don't want to you now Welllllllll! So long ago