Here in some strangers room   Late in the afternoon   What am I doing here at all?   Aint no doubt about it    I'm losing you   I'm losing you      Somehow the wires have crossed   Comunications lost   Cant 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      You say you're not getting enough   I remind you of all that bad, bad stuff   So what the hell am I suposed to do      Just put a band aid on it   And stop the bleeding now   Stop the bleeding now      Well   Yeah      I'm losing you   I'm losing you      I know that I hurt you then   But Hell that was way back when   Do you still have to carry that cross?      I dont want to hear about it      I'm losing you   I'm losing you      Yeah   Well      Don't want to lose you now      Long,long gone   Long,long,long,long gone   Long,long gone   Losing you