Sometimes I get lonesome
Sometimes I get little blue
He's got me walking around in circles
And I don't know what to do
What good is love?
You can't have that when you want it
What good is love
If you, if you can't own it?
Love can be so good
And love can be so cruel
Love can make you heavy
Love can make you blow your cool
But he puts his arms around me
Way in the middle of the dark
You know, he fills me up with that kind of light
Oh, a mental ride!
Trouble with my lover
I'm in a world trouble
Trouble with my lover
I'm in a world of trouble
Feel so hеlpless
I can't help myself
I don't wanna see him all alonе
With nobody else
And then in restless hours
I sit home alone
I wish I could meet him
Oh, this man alone
But he puts his arms around me
Way in the middle of the dark
You know, he fills me up with that kind of might
Oh, the mental ride!
Trouble with my lover
I'm in a trouble
Trouble with my lover
I'm in a world of trouble
Trouble with my lover
Mmm-mmm
Trouble with my lover
I'm in a world of trouble