How foolish is it to leave fate To leave fate in the hands of luck How could I help being so moonstruck It does carry a great weight
I bet it all on a coin toss Heads I tell you; tails I do not Either way it was worth a shot Sooner or later, I would get my point across
Although the answer was never important It was the look you gave after Like you were falling from the rafters But we both knew this would be inadvertent
So, I told you, hoping it wouldnβt be to no avail Itβs funny how a coin toss can decide your fate And almost make you miss something great As I put the coin away, knowing it landed on tails