It starts with a tingle,
Hair stands up on the back of your neck.
And with just one single glance, you’re it… you’re next.
You don’t seem to see, but it’s me… it’s me…
I’m the one who raises your eyebrows,
Puts that funny feeling in your knees,
Let me introduce myself –
My name is Trouble, with a capital ‘T’.
I might show up at your doorstep
Or sneak up from behind.
I’m everywhere that you look, you can’t escape… you can’t hide.
And I know that you can’t see, but it’s me… it’s me….
I’m the one who raises your eyebrows,
Puts that funny feeling in your knees,
Let me introduce myself –
My name is Trouble, with a capital ‘T’.
copyright Heather Johnson 2007.