Inky black
Like my arms
47 lucky charms
Passing through me
Never ending
A gift, my sweet, I was sending
Never happened
Not supposed to
All I wanted
Was to be next to you
Through December
I just waited
You got angry
and I felt cheated
All the distance
Broken hearted
With no resistance
47 lucky charms
On your table and in your arms
Should have left it
There's a reason why it ended
Confused and deadened
So that I'll carry
With my years
The sound of you
Ringing in my ears