The Trouble with You

We tried on all the clothes
on the racks at Thrift Town
All the costumes and the uniforms,
all the throwaway identity

The damage had been done
long before we hit town
All the pieces come apart
but in the wreckage there was you and me

The trouble with you
is the trouble with me
Never to be long
where we long to be
Always looking through
eyes that long to see
The trouble with you
is the trouble with me

We tried to sing a song
no one had a name for
We got caught up in machinery
that turns emotions into gold

It took our broken hearts
to remind us what we came for
And that love's the only thing that people make
that can't be bought or sold

You happen to be
You happen to be
loving me, loving you

The trouble with you
is the trouble with me
Never to be long
where we long to be
Always looking through
eyes that long to see
The trouble with you
is the trouble with me