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