Monica Zetterlund
It Could Happen to You
Hide your heart from sight
Lock your dreams at night
It could happen to you

Don't count stars or you might stumble
Someone drops a sigh, and down you tumble

Keep an eye on Spring
Run when churchbells ring
It could happen to you

All I did was wonder how your arms would be
And it happened to me

Hide your heart from sight
Lock your dreams at night
It could happen to you

Don't count stars or you might stumble
Someone drops a sigh, and down you tumble

Keep an eye on Spring
Run when churchbells ring
It could happen to you

'Cause all I did was wonder how your arms would be
And then it happened to me