True Luck (Demo)

I wrote a song for the boy on the subway I know it's not love But it's the closest I've been I wrote a song for the boy on the A-train Hoping someday I'll see him again I wrote a song for the local barista I know it's not fate He misspelled my last name But I wrote a song for my coffee-stained sweetheart Hoping someday our cups our labeled the same Maybe fate isn't something to rely on Maybe I'll never know love But subways are sweeter And coffee's less bitter When you're searching to find true luck I wrote a song for the Central Park runner I know he can't love me He left me so soon But I wrote a song about his Nike signed sneakers Hoping someday he'll walk in my shoes Maybe fate isn't something to rely on Maybe I'll never know love But sunshine is brighter And birds sing louder When you're searching to find true luck I wrote a song for the corner street singer And you'll never believe me May lightning be struck But I wrote a song about my heart string strummer When he played me our song of true luck