Jim Guthrie - Trouble lyrics

Want those leaves untouched Bypa** time Shouldn't need a crutch To hold me Leaves fell And you're here with me All things must pa** eventually Seems good And we knew that it would Holding back Cut me loose here's the axe It's no trouble Since when was it trouble I'm right you'll see It's all I can think about If it's trouble you want Could it take my place 'cause Trouble has more destinations Trouble has more fun And sometimes It seems my only occupation Trouble Want those trees uncut Lay no roads Don't put those buildings up around me You'll see they're so damn ugly, right? Makes you crazy Steals my gift of symmetry with Trouble has more destinations Trouble has more fun And one time It cut me clear across [?] Trouble