A Cosmic Yes

Another day
Coasting by
Looking up
At a cloudy sky

Find myself
In a different way
From that guy of yesterday

And it's all in the hands of luck
The wheel of a ten ton truck (ooh)

And it's all in the hands of luck
The wheel of a ten ton truck

While my friends
Deep in conversation
Keep switching off
Changing stations

Till the sun comes down
Over Berlin fields
The grass is greener now
Than it ever was

Now summer's out and everyone is drinking to impress
To excess, to excess
Throwing out a glance
For a cosmic yes
Would never have guessed

And it's all in the hands of luck
The wheel of a tеn ton truck

And it's all in the hands of luck
The wheel of a ten ton truck

Would nеver have guessed
Would never have guessed