Once I sang at a service station
by a motor way
Nobody knew me
Nobody looked at me
Nobody cared about me
I wanna go home
haven’t even sang yet
My voice was shaky
Blushed like anything
Such a stupid story
As the song ends I ran away
without looking back
Someone is calling me out of the blue
“Excuse me, miss”
“Wait for me, hold on”
“How I loved your song,
such a great voice you have”
“Would you take this for me?”
She hands me something
ever so awkwardly
A beautifully dried lovely
four-leaf clover, a lovely clover
Tapping on my back saying
do not give up
Here she was before me just
like a shining angel, just like an angel
Oh, I'm not sure if I can take this
So touched I was, not a lonely
I wasn't any more
After asking what my name is she goes
“Good luck for you”
“I will remember you”
She hands me something
ever so awkwardly
A beautifully dried lovely
four-leaf clover, a lovely clover
Tapping on my back saying
do not give up
Here she was before me just
like a shining angel, just like an angel
And she vanishes off
Planting a fresh four-leaf
clover in my heart