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