(Difford/Tilbrook)   

  

I'm lost for words which is strange for me   

Stretched out like elastic bands   

I'm lost for words and no longer see   

Why they've slipped right through my hands   

What a lunch you made   

With a stew so thick   

That I was afraid   

I might chew a brick   

Then I talked to you   

With my flapping tongue   

Choking on my words   



I'm lost for words in the letters I write   

Smudged with a bleeding pen   

I'm lost for words that I never liked   

But I want to use my   

Abandoned words which is strange for me   

Stretched out like elastic bands   

I'm lost for words and no longer see   

Why they've slipped right through my hands