Текст: Mary Gauthier. Lucky Stars.

You throw me that look again
We both know what it means
Packing bags and tying up loose ends
Lettin' go of busted dreams

Silence fills the room tonight
You've never been this cold
To leave me sliding down your icy look
With nowhere to grab a hold

I know it's hard to know the truth
So we live with points of view
I'm counting on my lucky stars
I used to count on you

Everything you do to me
I've done to you before
There's beauty in the symmetry
Of evening the score

I know it's hard to know the truth
So we live with points of view
I'm counting on my lucky stars
I used to count on you

I know it's hard to know the truth
So we live with points of view
I'm counting on my lucky stars
I used to count on you