Swedish House Mafia, John Martin
Don't You Worry Child

There was a time, I used to look into my father's eyes

In a happy home,

I was a king I had a gold throne

Those days are gone,

Now the memories are on the wall

I hear the sounds from the places where I was born


Up on the hill across the blue lake,

That’s where I had my first heart break

I still remember how it all changed

My father said

Don't you worry, don't you worry child

See heaven's got a plan for you

Don't you worry, don't you worry now