"Losing Myself" as written by and Benjamin John Christophers....
The trees are swaying in their pink noise up on the hill
Today's the day to remember always
It's three o'clock and the sun is as warm as warm can be
And I hear the church bells over the city

As if by magic you and me were there again
Then I remembered how you smiled if I was mocking you
Someone's playing music
And it's swimming from that window sill
We stood there listening
But I was thinking more about holding your hand

What does it all come down to
I'm losing myself
There's scissors for voodoo in my mind
I'm doing it my way
I'm doing it my way

The record player plays a lost soul for everyone
And all the sirens fill the dead street thrillers
Bring out the freak shows and the loveless for tomorrows news
And I heard the church bells over the city
And I said

Are you shading in my mind?

What does it all come down to
I'm losing myself
There's scissors for voodoo in my mind
I'm doing it my way
I'm doing it my way






Lyrics submitted by Neon_Like

"Losing Myself" as written by Benjamin John Christophers

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY

Lyrics powered by LyricFind

Losing Myself song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain