Letras
How to see if the sun go down
Is a heart made of gold?
From the land, little children watch it burn
Fortune favors the cold
People tell me: Boy, you got lucky!
But I feel about as lucky as a snowman in the spring
Mind over matter; head over heart
Love's a terrible thing
People tell me: Boy, you dodged a bullet!
But if only it had hit me,
Then I'd know the peace it brings
It's just mind over matter; head over heart
Love's a terrible thing
Out on the water, hear the angels sing:
Love's a terrible thing!