If the sky was honest enough to tell me
under which lucky star I was born,
I'd send my soul no doubt one night
to make a wish for me,
maybe two or three...

But this time I swear my Lord,
I'll narrow it down the one,besides,
I cant be the only one
I know who'll send his soul tonight my Lord...
That love,you know the one I dream about,
Is it just me? Is it just afraid of me.
My now,it should've showed up.
I missed the call?
Well,I guess I'll find out.
I guess I'll find out.

Oh my Lord oh Lord I know (why)
you'll bail me out for good and then,
you'll save the fake plastic stage of mind,
magician part of me is lonely...
Ah,just remember:
That love,the only one I dram about.
If it's not me,why is it afraid of me?
By now it should've showed up.
Did I miss the call?
Well,I guess I'll find out.
I guess I'll find...
That love,you know the one we dream about,
can you tell me
why you keep it up your sleeve Why?

That love,you know the one I dream about,
Is it just me? Is it just afraid of me?
By now,it should've showed up.
I'm mister wrong now I guess I'll find,
That love,the only one I dream about,
Can you tell me:
Why it's still afraid of me,
By now,I should've been told if we found the star.
I guess I'll find out.