Lyrics

My soul is like a cup
and your loving it fills me up
every day, every day

And when my lovelight shines and struts
you know that I'll be counting my luck
what can I say, what can I say

Cuz I got the time if you've got the trouble
I've got the will to get outa the way
let your worries go up in bubbles
and I will do my best
to find the words to say
pickin up all that Mohawk dust
in the month of May, in the month of May
and when my coal gets crushed
you find diamonds in that dust
and everything's ok, everything's ok

Cuz I got the time if you got the trouble
makin little streams outa your great lakes
just let your worries melt down to puddles
and I will do my best to find the words to say

My soul is like a cup
and your loving it fills me up
every day, every day

And when my lovelight shines and struts
you know that I'll be counting my luck
what can I say, what can I say

Cuz I got the time if you've got the trouble
I've got the will to get outa the way
let your worries go up in bubbles
and I will do my best
to find the words to say

I wanna thank you for being you
I wanna thank you for being you
I wanna thank you for being you
I wanna thank you for BEING