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
well now you say you're not getting enough
but i remind you of all that bad
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. i'm losing you
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 that cross?
don't wanna hear about it
i'm losing you
i'm losing you
don't wanna lose you now
well. no
no
no
no.