Who cares about your mystic lies Is it a claim to some reality I found myself barefoot on stones I don think t was meant to be? I don think t just had to be?
So how can it be pre-arranged When there no order anyway I found myself barefoot on stone I don think it was destiny It wasn in the stars that day
Good fortune smile On my ascendant star Take head, small talk Don trust the stars
I know it insufferable Visionary can be so vain To think that somewhere There a path for you I know it make it seem mundane It makes it all seem so mundane
Good fortune smile On my ascendant star Take head, small talk Don trust the starsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
