Cross My Fingers

I can’t calm down
Take it all personally
Do we work this out
‘cause we’re too afraid to leave?

You act so tough
While I am brokenhearted
Knew it was love
Before it ever started

I crossed all my fingers
I knocked on wood
I lit a candle for something good

You’d drive all day
Just to see me for a night
Wonder if they
Know about the way we fight

I wake you up
Intuition finds the reason
You won’t shut up
Convince me not to leave

I cross all my fingers
I knock on wood
I light a candle for something good

I held my breath
Every day for a year
The words I read
Still haven’t disappeared

I stack up books
And lovers in between
The way it felt
To be trapped in our sheets

I cross all my fingers
I knock on wood
I light ten candles
I draw more cards
Delete your number
I ask the stars
For something good