Swedish House Mafia. Don't You Worry Child

Feat. John Martin

There was a time, I used to look into my father's eyesIn a happy home, I was a king I had a golden throneThose days are gone, now ?the memories are on the wallI hear the sounds from the places where I was bornUp on the hill across the blue lake,That's where I had my first heart breakI still remember how it all changedMy father saidDon't you worry, don't you worry childSee