4th Chance

I thought we were good but I just can't sleep at all three times we tried and three times we went wrong the first time hurt the second a shock I cried the third you better hold me tight through this 4th chance on our love cus this season is colder, colder the 4th wheel on this wagon the 4th leaf on this lucky clover a three-legged-chair won't keep me from falling through and this crooked, cruel world well it seems a lot better with you the first time hurt the second a shock I cried the third you better hold me tight through this 4th chance on our love 'cus this season is colder, colder the 4th wheel on this wagon the 4th leaf on this lucky clover (so)you better hold on now just hang on you better hold on 'cus we ain't through (cinco!) five oceans fill this heart (seis!) six strings on this guitar (siete!) seven days to make it right (ocho!) those august summer nights (nueve!) nine numbers climb into this top (diez!) top ten you better hold me tight Through this chance on our love we learn as we grow older, older a thousand make-up kisses the fouth leaf on this lucky clover --- 4th Chance - David Fonseca