Trouble me some, you're gonna trouble me some
I think you're trouble for me. Trouble me, you're gonna trouble me some
Trouble me some, you're trouble for me. I think you're trouble some
Trouble me, you're gonna trouble me some
Winter evening, warm me from freezing
Show me something, wistfully wanting
Where can we run, I wasn't holding the gun
Don't let it slip, you're on the tip of my tongue
You're the one holding the gun
Where should we run, you better know where to run
We've gotta run, run, I'll let it slip
You're on the tip of my tongue
Know what you've done, you cut a shape in the sun
You cut your shape, shade, now I'm awake again
I'm awake in the sun
Saw what you've done, you cut a shape in the sun
You cut your shape, now I'm awake again
I'm awake, my love
Winter evening, warm me from freezing
Show me something, wistfully wanting
Trouble me some, you're gonna trouble me some
I think you're trouble for me. Trouble me, you're gonna trouble me some
Trouble me some, you're trouble for me, I think you're trouble some
Trouble me, you're gonna trouble me some