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
Here in the valley of indecision,
I don't know what to do,
I feel you slipрing away,
I feel you sliping 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's 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
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