Story Behind the Song
When I was in little league one year I found a four leaf clover while standing in the outfield. I put it in an encyclopedia to press it, but despite frantic searches later on never found it again. Later I began to wonder if I real did find a four-leaf clover in the first place or if it had just been a dream...
Lyrics
Just my luck, I found a four leaf clover, now I lost it in the book, I lost it in the pages of youth. Took a gun, and I put it to my temple, with my wrongs and my mistakes, my wrongs and my opinions of you. Does it ever get any easier to say goodbye? And on that day, since then nothing's been the same, does it ever get any easier to say goodbye?
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