When you found me I was surrounded
By stones and lilies in a field
I longed for a savior
And you said stay here
How weak had I been

In plain sight I displayed my mind
But their eyes were unable to see
But you came by and you asked me why
Oh stop what you do to me child

What am I supposed to do without you
Where the hell will I go
I’m inclined to believe you are trouble to be
But for now that means nothing to me

It may be trite, but my God your eyes
Make me feel like I haven’t in a while
Now the way I tell that my day went well
Was if I had made you smile

What am I supposed to do without you
Where the hell will I go
I’m inclined to believe you are trouble to be
But for now that means nothing to me

What am I supposed to do without you
Oh I’d rather not know
I’m inclined to believe you are trouble to be
But for now you are everything to me