Out of touch and older than I look
I've got nothing to say
To my oldest friends
What to say?
The awkward silence
Carried on anxious legs
Hold my hand let's dance
Don't let it get lost
Don't let it get lost
At all cost
At all cost
Wind and cold
And all I'd like
All my doubts are dead
Take me back to bed
Don't let it get lost
Don't let it get lost
At all cost
At all cost
Don't let it get lost
Don't let it get lost
Don't cost
Don't cost
Wh ... COST
Hhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Writer(s): Thomas Smith, William Justin Lockey, Russell Leetch, Edward Lay, Elliott Williams
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