You Made Me Feel

So typical - a battle of wits
And I've come half prepared
I know all the ropes
But haven't a hope
Of pulling you back to me
I'm losing my grip
And sailing this ship
From barstool to Borstal and backYou made me feel I was born again
It's a shame I never grew up again
I'm a boy at sea
And I'm stowaway scared
Scared that my friends see
The man amongst the manyNow bottlescars are all that I have
To show the boys back home
Who'd said that to plead
Was a sign of the weak
And to fight was a sign
Of the strong
Just fairweather words
From four-letter friends
But I found out
The four-letter wayYou made me feel I was born again
It's a shame I never grew up again
I'm a boy at sea
And I'm stowaway scared
Scared that my friends see
The man amongst the many