Songtext von Losing Touch

The oldest man in the world passes in front of my head A 12 years old boy has a nervous breakdown All the dogs are eating bones in the middle of the street A girl sits beside screaming: What do they want from me? What are they trying to tell me? Is there a message between the lines? Or am I just losing touch? There’s a boy on a wheelchair wondering why can’t he walk like me A child is born on the other side of the street All the boys are getting high playing their dangerous games There’s signs on the wall they’re saying: What do they want from me? What are they trying to tell me? Is there a message between the lines? Or am I just losing touch? Because we’re running (running) running out of time And we are burning, burning until the ache get to our bones And we’ll never see the end Because we’ll never get there We’ll never know when the last dream comes But at least we have some stories to tell What are they trying to tell me? Is there a message between the lines? Or am I just losing touch Because we’re running (running) running out of time And we are burning, burning until the ache get to our bones And we’ll never see the end Because we’ll never get there We’ll never know when the last dream comes But at least we have some stories to tell