[Intro] [Acoustic guitar, handclaps, violin flourish] [Verse 1] I left my keys beside the flower stall, A paper moon was folded in my coat. You laughed and said, “Don’t worry much at all,” Then stole the only button from my throat. I’ve got a suitcase full of borrowed chances, Two lucky coins and one ridiculous hat. If life insists on leading us through dances, I’ll spin it till it learns to answer back. [Chorus] Come on, good fortune, turn around and find me, I’ve saved a little room beside my heart. Bring every bright surprise you’ve kept behind you, And teach my stubborn feet a brand-new start. Come on, good fortune, don’t pretend you’re busy, I know you’re hiding somewhere near the door. I’ll trade you all my worries, neat and easy, For one wild yes—and maybe two or more. [Verse 2] We met beneath the awning by the bakery, Your red scarf caught the steam and flew away. You said, “A dream is only temporary Until you choose to spend it on today.” So I bought cherries, bread, and cheap champagne, We toasted to the plans we never made. The waiter wrote our names beside the window, As if the afternoon would never fade. [Chorus] Come on, good fortune, turn around and find me, I’ve saved a little room beside my heart. Bring every bright surprise you’ve kept behind you, And teach my stubborn feet a brand-new start. Come on, good fortune, don’t pretend you’re busy, I know you’re hiding somewhere near the door. I’ll trade you all my worries, neat and easy, For one wild yes—and maybe two or more. [Bridge] If tomorrow brings a bill I cannot pay, We’ll write a joke across the envelope. If the rain comes marching down the avenue, We’ll make a little boat from all our hope. [Instrumental] [Violin and acoustic guitar duel, handclaps building] [Final Chorus] Come on, good fortune, turn around and find me, I’ve saved a little room beside my heart. Bring every bright surprise you’ve kept behind you, And teach my stubborn feet a brand-new start. Come on, good fortune, now you’re dancing with me, Your silver shoes are ringing on the floor. I’ll trade you all my worries, neat and easy, For one wild yes—and maybe two or more. [Outro] La-la, keep the window open wide, La-la, let the lucky ones come inside.
