Ronney Abramson - Trouble

All I ever see is trouble
And trouble always seems to find me
Well how on earth can you make it better
If it was never meant to be
Well I can hardly stand it
Just to see my world run dry
With all this mass confusion
Here to open up my eyes

Nobody could, nobody could, nobody, no
Could see these things the way that I do
Nobody could, nobody could, nobody, no
Could see these things the way that I do
Nobody could, nobody could, nobody, no

Turn your face sweet darling
Let your tears run dry
There's always a resolution
To the things that make you cry
Well I can't understand it
If love is all you need
Why this conversation
Should ever have to be

Nobody could, nobody could, nobody, no
Could see these things the way that I do
Nobody could, no, nobody could, nobody, no
Could see these things the way that I do
Nobody could, nobody could, nobody, no

All I ever see is trouble
And trouble always seems to find me
Well how on earth can you make it better
If it was never meant to be
Well I can't understand it
If love is all you need
Why this conversation
Should ever have to be

Nobody could, nobody could, nobody, no
Could see these things the way that I do
Nobody could, oh nobody could, nobody, no
Could see these things the way that I do
Nobody could, no, nobody could, nobody, no
Nobody could, oh nobody could, nobody, oo-ya
Nobody could, no, nobody could, no, oh, oh ya
Nobody could, oh nobody could, nobody, no
Could see these things the way that I do

Written by:
RONNEY ABRAMSON

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