Luck

A faithless hope, a lack of shame
Too many drinks, this girl ain't mine
to think to much, and act to little
to on to hopeless faith, yet to loose your mind
this life is cruise, if you let it flow by
but to act is human, why should we let it go by
to want, to feel is emotional faith
which we allow ourselves to deny each day
when feelings are felt and wishes go by
how can we see when love is so blind
when crowds get rough, and girls flow by
why won't he act, instead she walks by
now here's his chance, to win over her love
to be himself, and hopefully not fail
his heart races fast, as she approaches
she speaks but a whisper, and he is hers
now to seal the deal and win her over
the light dims out well, and the noise creeps away as he touches her slowly
there is a glow in her eye,
the battle is won and they both end up home
now to see where it goes and hopefully not gone