All good things

All good things go by in threes

But what shall we do? There are two of us.

So should we keep on turning fortune’s wheel?

Or just give up and ignite the night?

REF:.      Two paths we had to walk

Two places we have been

Too tired to drop the load

Of everlasting memories

Three times I’ve let you know,

What is my sweetest thing.

It’s playing on my mind stereo

It’s burning in my breast at 2080 degrees

Ref.:

And you smile like Mona to a small child

And you smile like Mona to a small child