I'm always hopeful
for extraordinary things to come my way
for a new opportunity
for the brightness of a new day

I'm always looking for
that tiny clover green
that rabbit's foot grey
that yellow lucky scene

And

Life has wonderful ideas
Karma, soul mates, dreams of another place
But really, there's no way to win this race

The world is a blessing
Beautiful but crude
It all depends on how it is viewed

It’s time to stop looking
And start to create
Some luck of your own
It’s not quite too late