From the recording 4. Luck of the Night
Lyrics
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LUCK OF THE NIGHT
Michael Dyer
© 2006
Waiting for, the luck of the night to begin.
Carried off, on a shoe string.
With the luck I bring,
Up for havin’ a midnight fling.
Betting on forever, rather than for never,
Knowing who you are.
Of every sorrow and sad smile
That lingers for a while,
That wears out, without
Wondering why.
We’re all waiting for the same train.
All playing the same game.
All hiding the same pain.
Who hesitates may deny, never having a bad goodbye
But you’ve gotta try.
We’re all waiting for the same train.
All playing the same game.
All hiding the same pain.
Who holds back may rely on, never having a bad reply.
But you’ve still got to try.
Waiting for, the luck of the night to begin.
Up for having a midnight fling,
Up for being a one-time king,
Up for glidin’ like a bird on the wing,
Up for finding a bee to sting,
Up for something that packs a zing!
Betting on forever, rather than never,
Knowing who you are.
With the luck of the night. With the luck of the night.
With the luck of the night. With the luck of the night.
With the luck of the night.