Close all your books
And keep up your looks
They got you as far as they did
You carry around a newspaper frown
And plan all your happenings beforehand
But what can i say
Well i don't wanna pry
Well i think that something is wrong
What can i do when i'm looking at you
And you're crying and calling my name
Trouble i am
Till i can be free from myself
Trouble he said
Left it to die in the night
Said to the man
He can't understand
Things that won't go from my head
You can't just explain or reason away
Some things just never forget
What can i say
Well i don't wanna pry
But i think that something is wrong
What can i do when i'm looking at you
And you're crying and calling my name
Trouble i am
Till i can be free from myself
Trouble he said
Left it to die in the night
Pry - Peasant