Connection

Lying on anywhere, there's the luck you crave.

They don't believe it now, just think it's stupid.

Still got anything anyone could've done.

Who would've counted on that, yeah.

Another heart has made the train Forget it, forget it, forget it

I don't understand how a heart is explained But somehow a vital connection is made

Running on anything, anything's good enough Who would've thought it of someone like you?

Just as they brought me 'round, now that they've brought you down

Roundabout, roundabout, who wants a life anyway?

Another heart, has made the grade, forget it, forget it, forget it

I don't understand how the last card is played, but somehow the bison connection is made