I wanna be that one savior your man
I can face him in the mirror and let him rest in the night
Standing with my head high at the brink of dawn

All that I want is some luck coming down
In the streets it is chilly but in your bed it is warm
Oh this life is pretty like the lines in your palm
Oh this life is pretty like the lines in your palm

Now the minute is over

I'm not the type who will please those around
I’ve got a soft spot for the lillies that grows in your mind
See me as a river but I won’t let you drown

Here is the thing I’ve been trying to say
I’ve looked in all the wrong places to find my prize
All my life been digging for a freshwater pearl

All that I want is some luck coming down
In the streets it is chilly but in your bed it is warm
Oh this life is pretty like the lines in your palm
Oh this life is pretty like the lines in your palm

Now the minute is over
Now the minute is over

I wanna be that one savior your man
I can face him in the mirror and let him rest in the night
Standing with my head high at the brink of dawn

All that I want is some luck coming down
In the streets it is chilly but in your bed it is warm
Oh this life is pretty like the lines in your palm
Oh this life is pretty like the lines in your palm

Now the minute is over
Now the minute is over