I see the morning dew, creeping on in,
Inside a calling voice, from deep within.
Don't you worry, it will be returned
To you all shiny and new.
Walking down what used to be my street, now paved with disbelief,
Friendly faces turning away, ay, whispering hey, hey now
Trouble, trouble, troubling
Fly me away when I've got
Trouble, trouble, troubling (I want you to)
Bring me the day and night
x2
Trouble,
Trouble,
Came to me,
Came to me,
Trouble, trouble, troubling
Fly me away when I've got
Trouble, trouble, troubling (I want you to)
Bring me the day and night
x2
Don't you worry, it will be returned
To you all shiny and new.