'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

And the Bible from a woman who's standing on the stage In the land of a million songs You're always searching for a little something different to say You get told you're fitting in, you get told you don't belong You drink too much in a smokey little bar

On these streets of gold A million raindrops fell, but now I'm escaping the clouds But somewhere across the river Way back where the sun rises slow A leading road shines like glitter There's still a long way to go A million ways to go, but I never walk

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

Just wanna be your lover Wanna be your lover, wanna be your love tonight There's a million reasons A million ways A million words But I've said all I can say There's only one thing I want out of all I could do Out of a billion places I only wanna be with

After a million years The Wind Song goes along And then I realize I’m glad it’s clear the rain this year Came down so strong to test my Song of love for you I love you still And always will So if my song repeats The sun, the trees, the leaves, the ground

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

Besas tan bien (Sexual baby sexual baby) Sensual baby Why nat why nat where de mi girl at Six million ways to die Me tienes loco con tus besos Tu boca me tiene preso Que rico besas con sabor a fresa

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's