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?