I don’t believe that God created a four leaf clover
But find me one, and for you I will agree
I don’t suppose that the ark carried so many
But draw me a picture, paint it, and I will see

I can’t imagine a Shark’s tooth will bring me luck
But show me where to seek, and I will go to the bottom of the sea
I can’t imagine the existence of another universe so vast
But look to the stars, and show it to thee

I don’t agree that love exists as strong as they say
But anchor it in me, tangle in through me
I didn’t agree that luck and fate were humane
But then, you. You found me.