Текст песни Feeling So Strange - Michael Ray Laemmle

Lord, I'm feeling my age
And my youth is fading in ways
I can't avoid
Seems like I'm learning this every day

And I need a romance
I don't have a romance
In this valley
Someone to hold me in their gaze

Lord, I'm feeling so strange
And my cards keep coming up in bed
I need to fly
But Lord, I'm coming down every day

And I need a witness
I don't have a witness
To my hanging
To some soul I saw in a picture frame

Lord, I'm coming down every day