ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Each and every single day
And luck may shine -
On everything you do
May it shine over you
And it's clearer now to see -
That this ain't no way to win
For much too long this story goes -
The light is gettin' dim
And all the high goals that we had -
Call them precious memories
Up in smoke they went this time -
But someday you will see
