Trouble In Here - Howie Day

All that I wanted to say

I’ll never come here again

All that I wanted to say

All gone

Springtime is always in hand

Almost as if you were there

Make a hole under me again

Hold on

'Cause I couldn’t make up

A thing that you say, love

There’s trouble in here

Hold on

Thing that I fear

Take all the love outta me

So I’d never see it again

Lost, where are we?

On our plane

Ah, yes

'Cause I couldn’t make up

A thing that you say, love

There’s trouble in here

Hold on

Thing that I fear

'Cause I couldn’t make up

A thing that you say, love

There’s trouble in here

Hold on

A thing that I share

Hold on

There’s trouble in here

Thing that I fear, yeah