(Difford/Tilbrook)
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m lost for words which is strange for me
Stretched out like elastic bands
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m lost for words and no longer see
Why theyâ"š¬â"ž¢ve slipped right through my hands
What a lunch you made
With a stew so thick
That I was afraid
I might chew a brick
Then I talked to you
With my flapping tongue
Choking on my words
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m lost for words in the letters I write
Smudged with a bleeding pen
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m lost for words that I never liked
But I want to use my
Abandoned words which is strange for me
Stretched out like elastic bands
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m lost for words and no longer see
Why theyâ"š¬â"ž¢ve slipped right through my hands