Trouble

Whenever I'm alone, I feel your ghost

Your presence is known, I already know too much

What you did in your past life, it's no business of mine

I would join you and all, but I'm starting until we'll be fine

Can't be left alone

We were barely home

I could tell by the look on your face

You were trouble

Taking step by step

You were something, you said

Then you lean into me, how dead innocent

You were trouble

You're not unlovable

Looking back

I think that I loved you too much

I was tearing you apart, right from the start

We were destined to fail

I don't know where to begin

Look at the trouble I'm in

I could have avoided this mess if I'd wanted you left

But you got me all to yourself

Well perhaps there is a simple answer, not an easy answer

You and I have a rendezvous with destiny

We'll preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on Earth

Or we'll sentence them to take the last step into a thousand years of darkness

We will keep in mind and remember that Barry Goldwater has faith in us

He has faith that you and I have the ability and the dignity and the right

To make our own decisions and determine our own destiny