Letras
They have all got a name
Some hang on fishing line
Some on trees at Christmas time
Some collapse and have died
Some fall before you know
Some shoot like arrows
One for sorrow
Two for joy
Three for a girl and
Four for a boy
Five for the young
Six for the old
Seven for a story
That never gets told
Some are family
Some are Christ
Some light the way home
Some say we're all alone
Some are diamonds
Some are glass
Some are brave and made of tin
Some hold our wishes in
One for sorrow
Two for joy
Three for a girl and
Four for a boy
Five for the young
Six for the old
Seven for a story
That never gets told
Eight for the east
Nine for the west
Ten for the worst
But all for the best
All for the best