Lyrics
Lie on the grass
Littered empty bottles of glass
"This too shall pass"
Crying about what once was
As I rest on a field
Full of green hearts
You conceal, then reveal
Then everything fell apart
It's been 2, 3 weeks
Holding the charm I keep
I clasp it with glee
A clover with four leaves
Pinky promised me
To never flee
While you're gonna see
Someone other than me
Searching for four leaf clovers (Hands on the grass getting lower)
Maybe I'll get lucky forever (And then I'll become sober)
Maybe I'll find something to give her
Knowing everything is all over
Searching for four leaf clovers (Hands on the grass getting lower)
Maybe I'll get lucky forever (And then I'll become sober)
Maybe I'll find someone who's better
Can't do anything since I love her
Am I really unlucky?
Or is there something really fucking wrong with me?
Was it cruel destiny?
I cry to myself helplessly
Maybe the grass is greener
Maybe with more four leaf clovers
Maybe I'll get luckier
Maybe I'll stop being somber
Yeah, I think there really is something wrong with me
Searching for four leaf clovers (Hands on the grass getting lower)
Maybe I'll get lucky forever (And then I'll become sober)
Maybe I'll find reasons to forgive her
Knowing she will never consider
Written by: shirovw
