DON碩 TRUST THE STARS

Who cares about your mystic lies Is it a claim to some reality I found myself barefoot on stones I don磘 think 慖t was meant to be? I don磘 think 慖t just had to be? So how can it be pre-arranged When there抯 no order anyway I found myself barefoot on stone I don磘 think it was destiny It wasn磘 in the stars that day Good fortune smile On my ascendant star Take head, small talk Don磘 trust the stars I know it磗 insufferable Visionary can be so vain To think that somewhere There磗 a path for you I know it磗 make it seem mundane It makes it all seem so mundane Good fortune smile On my ascendant star Take head, small talk Don磘 trust the stars