Lyrics Strumming - Alex Thomas

Strumming

Tell me how can I say to you, strumming all around my life
The wishful thinking I see, when I’m playing my guitar
Tell me how can I explain to you, strumming all around my life
The wishful thinking I see, when I’m playing with my band…
With my fingers, with my arms, strumming all what I can
With my wrists, with my hands, strumming all what I want
Tell me how can I explain to you, strumming on my old guitar
The feelings that I wish, to carry on, to struggle down.
Tell me how can I say to you, strumming on my old guitar
The feelings that I wish, to carry on, to struggle down.
With my fingers, with my arms, strumming all what I can
With my wrists, with my hands, strumming all what I want
A little question for a deaf… Do you like it too?
A little question for a dumb… like me… like you.
A little question for a deaf… Do you like it too?
A little question for a dumb… like me… like you.
Tell me how can I explain to you, showing what I’ve learned to do
With my fingers, with my hands, strumming all what I had
Tell me how can I explain to you, showing what I’ve learned to do
With my fingers, with my hands, strumming all what I am
A little question for a deaf… Do you like it too?
A little question for a dumb… like me… like you.
A little question for a deaf… Do you like it too?
A little question for a dumb… like me… like you.
Tell me how can I explain to you, strumming all around my life
The wishful thinking I see, when I’m playing with your gang.
Tell me how can I explain to you, strumming all around my life
With my fingers, with my hands,
Strumming all… Strumming all… what I like!