Losing My Grip - Samson

Cold stove waits for me when I get home

No fire burnin' for me, living on my own

I could de in my sleep, nobody’d ever bother asking why

Lying here, all alone listen to my soul cry

I must be losing my grip

I feel I’m slipping away

Now the dawn’s coming after me

Lost another day

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Born in the middle of no time, west of nowhere

Looking for a saddle just to take my burden elsewhere

I must be losing my grip

I feel I’m slipping away

Now the dawn’s coming after me

Lost another day

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

I must be losing my grip

I feel I’m slipping away

Now the dawn’s coming after me

Lost another day

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now

Now, n-n-n-now, now, now, now