(feelin') The Strain Poem by Rich Downes

Fighting against the old way you'll make me seethe
Fighting against the old way you'll make me seethe

Even though now I'm so sad
The way I'm not glad
Even though I'm left so curled
At the moment I do twirl
The time leaves no say
With prices that I can't pay
If only love would strafe
Struggling everyday, babe

Oooh you're why I'm still feelin' the strain for every try
For every sigh
Oooh you're why I'm still feelin' the strain for every try
For every sigh

Fighting against the old way you'll make me seethe
Fighting against the old way you'll make me seethe

Even though now I'm so sad
The way I'm not glad
Even though I'm left so curled
At the moment I do twirl
The time leaves no say
With prices that I can't pay
If only love would strafe
Struggling everyday, babe

Oooh you're why I'm still feelin' the strain for every try
For every sigh
Oooh you're why I'm still feelin' the strain for every try
For every sigh
For every no
Oooh you're why I'm still feelin' the strain for every try
For every sigh
Oooh you're why I'm still feelin' the strain for every try
For every sigh

Even though now I'm so sad
The way I'm not glad
Even though I'm left so curled
At the moment I do twirl
The time leaves no say