(Kim Richey - Maia Sharp - Paul Thorn)
I got good luck in my pocket and a good shine on my shoes
I got a silk shirt in my closet that I`m not afraid to use
Yeah, a little fortune cookie told me help is on the way
The tables may be turning it could happen any day.
You can`t lose them all, you can`t lose them all
You can`t lose them all.
Well, I could go down in history or I could go up in smoke
Be the center of attention or the butt of every joke
Yeah, but every time I get shot down I justify the risk
Because I come a little closer to a hit with every miss.
You can`t lose them all, you can`t lose them all
You can`t lose them all.
Outside my window there`s a blue horizon
But it seems so far away
A ray of hope that I can keep my eye on.
--- Instrumental ---
If I`m playing on the B-team or I`m sittin` on the bench
It ain`t for lack of trying or a lack of confidence
When I reach my full potential then somebody gets my drift
All the stars are gonna line up and the tides are gonna shift.
You can`t lose them all, you can`t lose them all
You can`t lose them all...