Losing Touch - Albert Hammond, Jr.

Use to run a mile but not gain an inch
Making dreams real by killing some trees
It's not goodbye, I'm just losing touch
What you call wisdom, I call pain
Stepped out of line
I missed my train
In time you'll say
I'm just losing touch

Happy here? The rest's a wreck
Strangers come, the night begins
Silence weighs a thousand tons
Here youth describes
You're lost in it

Carved your confusion into my arm
Left with a contusion and a bill for the scars
It's not goodbye, I'm just losing touch
You can't control the ocean
You can't control the tide
Maybe maybe maybe
Put your ego aside
It's like I said
I'm just losing touch

Happy here? The rest's a wreck
Strangers come, the night begins
Silence weighs a thousand tons
Here youth describes
You're lost in it