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

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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 feelin' this
Monday morning I feel out of sorts
But that's ok

Dried up and dreaming
Punching and screaming
Feeling the morning through

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