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
Communications lost
Can't even get you on the telephone-ah!
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-yi-yay-yi-yay-yi-yay-yi-yay

I'm losing you
I'm losing you

Well, now, you say youre 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

Ho!

Oh-ho!

Hey!

Mm, I'm losing you, oh!
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?
Rock it!
Don't wanna hear about it
I'm losing you
I'm losing you

Don't wanna lose you now!

Well

Well, long, long, long, gone
Long, long