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 sliping away,
I feel you sliping away,
I´m losing you,
I´m losing you,

You say your not getting enough,
But I remind you of all that bad stuff,
So waht the hell am I supposed to do?
Just put a bandaid 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 carrey that cross?
Don´t want to hear about it,
I´m losing you,
I´m losing you.