Here Comes Trouble - 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?

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

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