歌词
It's tricky when
You feel someone
Has done something
On your behalf
It's slippery when
Your sense of justice
Murmurs underneath
And is asking you
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
With a palm full of stars
I throw them like dice (Repeatedly)
On the table (Repeatedly)
I shake them like dice
And throw them on the table
Repeatedly (Repeatedly)
Until the desired constellation appears
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
How am I going to make it right?
(And you hear "How am I going to make it right?")
Going to make it right
How am I going to make it right?
How?
How am I going to make it right?
How?
How am I going to make it right?
Repeatedly (Repeatedly)
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