In the very beginning, just your eyes are speaking, that remains me every first time. And now imagination can play in every garden Trouble but so sweet, Trouble but so soft And now i'm floating, i feel your hands on me every where, like my mind is clothe to get heal Trouble in my bones, Trouble in my heart After that i realize you're not like me, my only dream of travel is in my song And now this is the silence even the phone doesn't answer anymore, fantasy's more biutiful than you Trouble which makes me mad, trouble which makes me sad, trouble which makes me doubt, which puzzles me, trouble in my eyes, trouble in my finger, trouble in my mind!