Troubles in Between

Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep But if I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take December, sorry, slept right through January, missed you too Sped past March, April and May Sometimes it's best to keep away Life goes on from dream to dream Nothing but troubles in between Nothing but troubles in between Lately that's just the way it seems Scarecrow chase the birds away They'll be back another day And on your shoulder they will rest And from your hair will make a nest Life goes on from dream to dream Nothing but troubles in between Nothing but troubles in between Lately that's just the way it seems La la la la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la