Losing Myself lyrics

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
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