I'm Losing You

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

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

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

But I remind you of all that 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

I know I hurt you then

But that was way back when

And well, do you still have to carry that cross?

Don't want to hear about it

I'm losing you

I'm losing you