Superstition - Jon Bryant

In my youth, I was reckless

You can’t fear what you don’t know

Until you stop and see the wreckage

I steered my heart where it shouldn’t go

I steered my heart where it shouldn’t go

Holy roller, superstition

Keep me guessing, keep me wishing

Lay me down in sweet submission

'Til I get over this superstition

I wanna feel that young again

Oh, I wanna have you 'til it ends

I put my faith in four leaf clovers

I carved our names into that tree

I picked the leaves before they wavered

I bit my tongue like it wouldn’t bleed

I held my breath 'til I couldn’t breathe

Holy roller, superstition

Keep me guessing, keep me wishing

Lay me down in sweet submission

'Til I get over this superstition

I wanna feel that young again

Oh, I wanna have you 'til it ends

And if I fall, I could be certain

I’d bring it all into the light

But I’m afraid of what my tough is

So let’s keep it out of sight

Holy roller, superstition

Keep me guessing, keep me wishing

Lay me down in sweet submission

'Til I get over this superstition

Holy roller, superstition

Keep me guessing, keep me wishing

Lay me down in sweet submission

'Til I get over this superstition

I wanna feel that young again

Oh, I wanna have you 'til it ends