Superstitious

i dont see ghosts

i dont believe in thirteen

i dont throw the tarot

i dont follow astrology

but i get superstitious

when i it comes to you and me

i cross my fingers baby

i touch every tree

i block the paths of black cats

to keep you loving me

cause i get superstitious

when it come to you and me

i pull on every wish bone

i wish on every star

i dont believe in good luck

i wonder where you are

i get superstitious

when it comes to you and me

dont care about broken mirrors

leave my hat on the bed

block the paths of black cats

its all in my head

cause i get superstitious

when it comes to you and me