I walk into a room, I say, "How do you do?" They look at me and I look back at them I slip into a chair, they say, "Are you prepared?" I said, "I do not know" Sometimes I feel it but I can't explain Sometimes I need and want them through my vains Now there's ten in front of me, asking me what do I see? I see nothing but butterflies and Tests I did not know, the answers will not show And all I see is butterflies and Sometimes I feel it but I can't explain Sometimes the answer's running to my brains And in the long run you always said, "I'll be there beside you" And in the long run you always thought, "I'll be there to guide you" Sometimes I feel it but I can't explain Sometimes I need it like a running train Sometimes I feel it in my pride Sometimes I take it in my stride Slow down feelings, loved up with you I can't feel my legs, I can't feel you Slow down feelings, loved up with you The night before an hour, too, on my back and leaving you Falling down the stairs and seen it through Falling down feeling this, Monday morning I feel out of sorts but that's okay Dried up and dreaming, punching and screaming Feeling the morning through
I walk into a room, I say, "How do you do?" They look at me and I look back at them I slip into a chair, they say, "Are you prepared?" I said, "I do not know" Sometimes I feel it but I can't explain Sometimes I need and want them through my vains Now there's ten in front of me, asking me what do I see? I see nothing but butterflies and Tests I did not know, the answers will not show And all I see is butterflies and Sometimes I feel it but I can't explain Sometimes the answer's running to my brains And in the long run you always said, "I'll be there beside you" And in the long run you always thought, "I'll be there to guide you" Sometimes I feel it but I can't explain Sometimes I need it like a running train Sometimes I feel it in my pride Sometimes I take it in my stride Slow down feelings, loved up with you I can't feel my legs, I can't feel you Slow down feelings, loved up with you The night before an hour, too, on my back and leaving you Falling down the stairs and seen it through Falling down feeling this, Monday morning I feel out of sorts but that's okay Dried up and dreaming, punching and screaming Feeling the morning through
