Texty: Robbie Williams. (I Feel It But) I Can't Explain.

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