CROSS YOUR FINGERS
You may look up you may look down
You may cross your fingers
But chances are that in a while
You’ll be a stranger
Look what you’ve done now, you made a tear inside a song
We may knock on wood as our lives go by
Without looking backwards
Face to face and side by side
But look what you’ve done now, you made a tear inside a song
So we may look up we may look down
We may cross our fingers
But chances are that in a while
You’ll be a stranger
Or an angel
An angel or a stranger
Writer/s: CONSTANCE AMIOT, AUDE LE MOIGNE
