Trouble With You - Dave Matthews Band
The brightest star on a cloudless night,
Some kind of miracle almost empty sky.
In fact your god is a monkey's dream,
Aint that much room to believe what he see.
The trouble with you is you always want to find the fire,
Instead of warming your hands by the fireside.
The trouble with you always look'n way outside,
Oh why not enjoy yourself by the fireside.
Just like the bite of the blade wakes the absent mind,
There's time to dream and there's time to open your eyes.
She said, just let the warmth of a kiss brings the love alive,
It's right here by the fire where the answers lie.
The trouble with you is you always want to find the fire,
Oh when you're warming your hands by the fireside.
The trouble with you always look'n way far and wide,
Oh why not enjoy yourself by the fireside.
She said, why you always look'n, always look'n,
She said, why you always look'n outside?
She said-
The trouble with you is you always want to find the fire,
Oh when you're warming your hands by the fireside.
The trouble with you always look'n way far and wide,
Oh why not enjoy yourself by the fireside.
The trouble with you is you're always look'n somewhere else,
Oh is what you see there inside yourself.
The trouble with you is you always want to find the fire,
Oh why not enjoy yourself by the fireside.
Oh why not enjoy yourself by the fireside.
She said- Oh why not enjoy yourself sit'n by the fire.
She said- trouble with you,
Trouble with you,
She said-
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