Don碩 Trust The Stars

Who cares about
your mystic lies
Is it a claim to some reality
I found myself barefoot
on stones
I doné£ think
t was meant to be?
I doné£ think
t just had to be?

So how can it be pre-arranged
When there's no order anyway
I found myself barefoot
on stone
I doné£ think it was destiny
It wasné£ in the stars that day

Good fortune smile

On my ascendant star

Take head, small talk
Doné£ trust the stars

I know ité£ insufferable
Visionary can be so vain
To think that somewhere
Thereé£ a path for you
I know ité£ make
it seem mundane
It makes it all seem
so mundane

Good fortune smile
On my ascendant star
Take head, small talk
Doné£ trust the stars