paroles de chanson Losing Things - The Beautiful South
(Heaton/Rotheray)
I′m
losing
things
That's
what
old-fashioned
love
brings
Lost
the
key
to
the
house
The
feeling
in
my
mouth
I′m
losing
things
I'm
forgetting
things
That's
what
old-fashioned
love
brings
Forgot
the
number
of
the
street
The
shoes
on
your
feet
I′m
forgetting
things
′Cause
I've
a
limited
capacity
in
my
brain
When
my
brain
is
filled
with
you
Like
they′ve
impaired
the
ability
I
had
to
know
just
what
was
true
And
it's
a
real
Greek
Tragedy
I
know
But
so
much
of
me
don′t
care
I've
forgotten
every
name
in
my
life
But
I
still
remember
her
Well
I′ve
lost
belief
But
I've
found
if
you
turn
that
stone,
There's
love
underneath
And
when
I
had
belief
I
spent
all
my
time
Cleaning
the
grime
from
my
holy
teeth
I′m
losing
things
I′m
losing
things
And
it's
a
real
Greek
Tragedy
I
know
But
so
much
of
me
don′t
care
I've
forgotten
every
name
in
my
life
But
I
still
remember
her
Yes,
I′m
losing
things
Yes,
yes
yes
I'm
losing
things
And
it′s
a
real
Greek
Tragedy
I
know
But
so
much
of
me
don't
care
I've
forgotten
every
name
in
my
life
But
I
still
remember
her
That′s
why
I′m
losing
things
I'm
losing
things
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