My Only Trouble

Once we stretched out so fair
My hand here, your mouth there
As the fog stepped around us
There was hay in your hair
And the salt of our skin
Grind the clay there within
It was mine that would harden
And then cease to bend

When my only trouble
When my only trouble
When my only trouble is you

Now I stand at the wood
Where the wind bends the pines
And the place where you loved me
Wears the marks of our spines
And when spring still shows
Brings the tulip and the rose
Well then, no one will pity
A girl in the throes

When my only trouble
When my only trouble
When my only trouble is you

Now the rose got the god
Who had thickened the fog
He's the one that brings the thunder
And that's all I've got

When my only trouble
When my only trouble
When my only trouble is you