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   these minutes pass away   and caring what I do with them   baby bring me life or something else      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      the feeling of feeling   the feeling of feeling