Here in some strangers room
Late in the afternoon
What am I doing here at all?
Aint no doubt about it
I'm losing you
I'm losing you

Somehow the wires have crossed
Comunications lost
Cant 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

You say you're not getting enough
I remind you of all that bad, bad stuff
So what the hell am I suposed to do

Just put a band aid on it
And stop the bleeding now
Stop the bleeding now

Well
Yeah

I'm losing you
I'm losing you

I know that I hurt you then
But Hell that was way back when
Do you still have to carry that cross?

I dont want to hear about it

I'm losing you
I'm losing you

Yeah
Well

Don't want to lose you now

Long,long gone
Long,long,long,long gone
Long,long gone
Losing you