- dedicated to ppl who believe in luck
O lady luck, where are thou
moving amongst us, unbound by vow
Changing our lives with zest and ease
leaving us either happy or begging on our knees
O lady luck, guide us on your way
mould our life, with no signs of grey
Open our eyes to a world of suprise
which aint small and not disaster in guise
O lady luck,your arrival is ever unsure
presenting miracles,though aint a lasting cure
But why is it you dont appear, during our need
Is it your fancy, and not our prayers,to which you heed
O lady luck,you favour the rich and brave
But offer a groping hand,to souls who crave
Are you a enigma or rather a personified feign
offering immediate relief,but long term pain
O lady luck,your truth is revealed
you arent the magic wand or the wound that healed
You are my own effort,bygone days behind
but returning later, to rescue me from the grind
O lady luck,your effect is always anticipated
But your root is always neglected
Where will you be , if man's crusade doesnt die
lost in oblivion, until defeat makes man cry
Its then that you sow the seeds of expectancy
fooling man, and making him lose his art of sightsee
O lady luck, you are man's biggest trickster
but alas....your hope, is his sole critical bolster
Believe in Luck but never try to be-living in luck
moving amongst us, unbound by vow
Changing our lives with zest and ease
leaving us either happy or begging on our knees
O lady luck, guide us on your way
mould our life, with no signs of grey
Open our eyes to a world of suprise
which aint small and not disaster in guise
O lady luck,your arrival is ever unsure
presenting miracles,though aint a lasting cure
But why is it you dont appear, during our need
Is it your fancy, and not our prayers,to which you heed
O lady luck,you favour the rich and brave
But offer a groping hand,to souls who crave
Are you a enigma or rather a personified feign
offering immediate relief,but long term pain
O lady luck,your truth is revealed
you arent the magic wand or the wound that healed
You are my own effort,bygone days behind
but returning later, to rescue me from the grind
O lady luck,your effect is always anticipated
But your root is always neglected
Where will you be , if man's crusade doesnt die
lost in oblivion, until defeat makes man cry
Its then that you sow the seeds of expectancy
fooling man, and making him lose his art of sightsee
O lady luck, you are man's biggest trickster
but alas....your hope, is his sole critical bolster
Believe in Luck but never try to be-living in luck
