Paroles de Make My Trouble Beautiful

Hear the water whistle in the creek It was made out of my jealousy And the tension made an overflow Caused the creek to spill into the cove So here are my worries, make it yours Make all my trouble beautiful So here are my worries, make it yours Make all my trouble beautiful See the plant that's growing in the stream It was made out of a broken dream And the petals floating in the air Every little flower from a tear So here are my worries, make it yours Make all my trouble beautiful So here are my worries, make it yours Make all my trouble beautiful Feel the sand under your naked foot At the time I felt misunderstood Every prayer is a single grain In a desert made out of my pain So here are my worries, make it yours Make all of my trouble beautiful So here are my troubles, make them yours Make all of my trouble beautiful