Losing My Grip (Live)
Cold stove waits for me when i get home
No fire burns for me living on my own
I could de in my sleep, nobody'd ever bother asking why
Lying here, all alone listening 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
Born in the middle of no time west of nowhere
Looking for a saddle just to take my burden elsewhere
Repeat Solo
Repeat
No fire burns for me living on my own
I could de in my sleep, nobody'd ever bother asking why
Lying here, all alone listening 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
Born in the middle of no time west of nowhere
Looking for a saddle just to take my burden elsewhere
Repeat Solo
Repeat
Credits
Writer(s): Dickinson, Samson, Aylmer, Thunderstick
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