You can't be like me But be happy that you can't I see pain but I don't feel it I am like the old tin man I'm as worn as a stone I keep it steady as I can I see pain but I don't feel it I am like the old tin man I miss it I miss it (oh) I miss that Feeling of feeling I used to fill the sky around With happiness and joy I had news to give the wind To keep my sails and heart employed I felt people move around me I felt loneliness and shame Back then everyday was different Now each moment is the same I miss it I miss it (oh) I miss that feeling of feeling I miss it I miss it (oh) I miss that feeling of feeling The feeling of feeling The wind upon my face And caring what it brings this way The feeling of feeling The minutes pa** away And caring what I do with them Maybe bring me life or something else, oh And so it goes a man grows cold Some would say a man grows strong They say life only grows short I say the road only grows long As long as there's a road My feet will never touch the ground If you won't give my heart back I've no need to stick around I miss it I miss it (oh) I miss that Feeling of feeling, yeah I miss it I miss it (oh) I miss that Feeling of feeling, yeah The feeling of feeling The feeling of feeling