I have a box of pictures
That I go to when I feel this way
The photographs have yellowed
There are traces of n another world
Ooooh, lost world
Lost world, ooooh
Lost world
I have a picture of my grandmother
Fixed in her hair, what a character
I remember her scarred hands
Them that built a lost world
Ooooh, for Lost world
So hold me
H hold me tight
I need somebody, tonight
We living on borrowed time
We only have now
All the images blur, finally
Lost, lost, lost world
For lost, lost, lost
(Lost you and me)
Lost, lost, lost world
Lost, lost , lost
(Lost you and I)
There is a picture of my dad
18 years old and flared jeans
He stands and posing by a Cadillac
In his eyes a lost world
Ooooh, lost world
This was when I graduated
Blue eyes, didn't have a claw
I stand and hang on to Peter
He's not alive anymore
That's what he said went away themselves i the darkness
Them he said stage understanding
It might as well have been me
It might as well have been you
Lost, lost, lost world
Lost, lost, lost
(Lost you and me)
Lost, lost, lost world
For Lost, lost, lost
(Lost you and me)
(In a lost world)
Lost, lost, lost lost world
Lost, lost, lost
(Lost you and me)