Glenn Tilbrook - Lost In Space lyrics

An argument She was bang out of order Questioning your moods and behaviour A perfect chance For you to feign offence and Walk out of the door and savour Oh, tonight you're doing it in style Out of sorts and lost in space for a while Oh, tonight you're doing it in style Out of sorts and lost in space for a while You disappear Another call of nature Your best friend wins again you can't hide it Give me a sign A flash of your old humour The truth looks grim though you would deny it Tonight you're doing it in style Out of sorts and lost in space for a while Oh, tonight you're doing it in style Out of sorts and lost in space for a while You engineer with sweet things that you say And you can pacify and put the hurt away You're charming but you change from day to day Any time you decide you need to take a break Oh, tonight Doing it in style Out of sorts and lost in space For a while Out of sorts tonight Lost in space tonight Out of sorts tonight Lost in space tonight Oh, tonight Oh, tonight (out of sorts tonight) Doing it in style (lost in space tonight) Out of sorts and lost in space (out of sorts tonight) For a while (lost in space tonight)