Here Comes Trouble Songtext
von The Icicle Works

Yesterday, I woke up
To a storm inside my room
Rain fell from my ceiling
To a Robert Johnson tune
I knew my days of lazy haze
Had left me far behind
You credited it to my life
And left your baggage in my mind

If I find myself in sweet content
Is your heart full of song or rent?

CHORUS
Here comes trouble
In the shape of love
God alone
Knows what I′m thinking of
Here comes trouble
In the shape of love
Of love
Of love


It picks you up and thrills you
'Til you don′t know where you are
You bounce along the high street
And your head is full of stars
Your friends start to ignore you
They don't answer when you call
They won't intrude your precious time
It′s lonely when you fall

But there′s magic in your lover's smile
With your caution for a while

CHORUS

Here comes trouble
In the shape of love
God alone
Knows what I′m thinking of
Here comes trouble
In the shape of love
God alone
Knows what I'm thinking of
Here comes trouble
In the shape of love
Here comes trouble
In the shape of love
Of love
Of love