…with all your news
One day i will reel you in and kiss you on the forehead and whisper till no end
Now till one day, i will not pretend
You cannot pretend
We will both ascend

Lady Luck why you trouble me with all your news?

Someday we can tuck them in and love throughout as elders awaiting our own bed
Oh, how you loved me
Line up on the all
Quietly they crawl
Quietly we fall

Lady Luck why you trouble me with all your news?

You are all i knew