Trouble - Tanita Tikaram

I'm not there

If ever I was there

I'm sure I was never so bold

If ever I spoke so - I'm sure its trouble

Not my trouble

I'm not so sure if I control this laughter

Everything herafter

Everything is bound to be trouble

Yeah not my trouble

Trouble

No not my trouble

If I was to blame

I'm sure well work it out

If I was to blame

I'm sure it was about

Trouble

Not my trouble

Its not my game

Its not mine

Its not my game

There is a tired face

A hiding to nothing face

A face that you keep to explore this trouble

You trouble me more and more

Trouble me more

I'm not certain

I ever could explain

Never certain

But I do need to explain

Trouble

Not my trouble

Trouble

Its not mine