I lost my touch and I thought it was you
I lost my way cutting corners
So I went on my way to recapture what you took
and I came back with tape.
Dare I leave it? Dare I look?
There's no way out so so long
Do I retain yet a feeling over you?
And should I explain to the teacher? To my muse?
So I can get a break from the preacher
So I'll go on and take what I need here
There's no way out so so long