Letras
We live in troubled times
Trouble arresting up my mind
Girl, I ain't got you
and you're just my kind
I need you little girl
to ease my troubled mind
to ease my troubled mind
These fools are breaking up our world
and I need you little girl
I need to hold you near
to talk and be sincere
I need you little girl
to ease my troubled mind
to ease my troubled mind
The talk is of an end
toward which we depend
So I come out of here child
And you are with...?
I need you little girl
to ease my troubled mind
to ease my troubled mind
to ease my troubled mind
to ease my troubled mind
