Strike of Luck (God of Wine)
This is what happens when you take a crazy 3eb fan like me and put them in a nightclub with Stephan and Arion before a concert. And this time meeting them purely was by luck. I will never forget the night of February 24, 1998 as long as I shall live.
Thought after thought I can't forget
That very night that we first met
I can't believe they let me in
I'd really like to begin to go back again
Can I go back again
I drove to Poughkeepsie in the snow
Barely knowing where to go
Sometiems she would not listen
She changed the station again
And I took it the wrong way
She changed the station again
I wonder why she changed the station again
A strike of luck came crashing though
The radio of my car that
Made me happier than I thought
I'd ever ever be, I can't get back again
I can't get back again
I made her sit and hope she'd wait
Trying not to make her late
And then you made my day
When you walked my way
I know I can't believe I'm not dreaming
And the Titanic song playing
Keeps a memory I can't erase by the look on my face
At every glamourous show of yours
I tried to get behind closed doors
So I can have another night
Just like my magical night
And a strike of luck is not present at this time
It lets me down I know it
And I'm even around you, they said no
I must keep it all together I know
I must keep it all together
And there's a memory of a club
Looking around you see me
Waiting to be meeting someone like you
Is there someone who wants to meet you
More than I do
A memory I can't erase from the look on my face
©1998--Caroline