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 have 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

You say you're not getting enough

I remind you of all that bad bad stuff

So what the hell am I supposed 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 don't want to hear about it

I'm losing you

I'm losing you

Yeah well

Don't want to lose now

Now now now

Now now now now now

Now now now

You