Last week in high wind, I lost my favorite hat
I lost something more important than that
I lost the silence to a swirly sound
"Ring". The melody to this song, came in a dream but I lost that too
And my friends, I've lost face
I was reading a book "the captive mind", but I lost my place
I've missplaced my patience, from time to time
Before you lost yours and I lost mine
Of all the thing's I've lost, I miss you the most
Of all the thing's I've lost, I miss you the most
I feel the ground slippin' under me
And I'm backslidin' into things I don't wanna see
Along with my foothold, I'm losing control
I used to tell you what to do, now I get told by your friends
Your losing faith, I'm losing track
Some things you lose you find, and some things never come back
Of all the thing's I've lost, I miss you the most
Of all the thing's I've lost, I miss you the most
You told me about your favorite doll, you lost in Peru
And your dead father's watch, you told me about that too
You said you lost interest in the struggle with me
You said you lost your freedom, now how do you feel?