(DiffordTilbrook)



You find a hair on my jacket

And you know it's not mine

You look at my pillow

But you're wasting your time

Because I'm out of touch with you

Your smile no longer sings

I'm so out of touch with you

Now your phone forever rings

You see a code in my book

And it doesn't ring a bell

And this girl I am seeing

Says she really couldn't tell

Because I'm out of touch with you

I have seen another heart

I was so in love with you

Love and thanks I can I can't



I won't comb my hair for you anymore

I won't be in early

I won't be in late

I won't be in at all so don't sit in and wait



You hear a howl in the dark

And you hope that it is me

But there's no chance

Now there's no one else to see

Because I'm out of touch with you

Your trap will never be sprung

I'm so out of touch with you

So the final verse is sung