Lyrics

Ten minutes more, I'd have never seen A face with the eyes from a magazine You'd already gone, but I came back to find you Everything can change in a moment I was on a road going nowhere Maybe we were crazy or just drunk But you filled the air into my lungs Into my lungs I don't believe in fate so it must be luck I guess I must be having some kind of run Will I make a fortune or is love enough? Busy making plans for some other day Finding it hard to keep the story straight But in the morning We watched the sun arrive And you stole a corner of my mind Of my mind I don't believe in fate so it must be luck I guess I must be having some kind of run Will I make a fortune or is love enough? We ain't got it all worked out Still catching up somehow To everyone Does anybody understand Never know what you have until it's gone Oh I Well, I don't believe in fate so it must be luck I guess I must be having some kind of run Will I make a fortune or is love enough?
Writer(s): Bryon Glynne Jones, Nicholas William Francis Johnston, Daniel Berriman Wallage, Jack Rollins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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