It’s always worthwhile
Thinking about the one I want
A little of a long memory
A little of a changed woman
Not always new to me
But new to the times I didn’t want

I never did find a four-leaf clover
But I met you enough times
I tried several doors but not all at once
Every time I thought you the same
Then you’d act different
You were a house I couldn’t haunt

You keep thinking I don’t want you
But you have the timing of my bad luck
I crawl through the grass pulling it apart
Finding clovers is the same as counting cards
It’s the same because I have to play or fold
While I stare at the bluff you flaunt

How many conversations can I have
Or should I say how many at the same time
I think I need to be told to *******
That would clear my head enough to think
It’s obvious I can't make up my mind
That’s why I’m sitting alone in a restaurant