The first color I saw was green
I was an island in a sea
Of three leaf clovers
I pick them and I keep them near
If I lose one, I don’t shed a tear
A dime a dozen
Everyone else is looking around
For clovers with four leaves
But me, I’m fine just killing time
Collecting those with three
Those people are so lucky
But I will never be empty handed
Some people search the world around
Spending their lives down on the ground
To find something special
I used to share that hopeful dream
I searched but I have never seen
This world of wonder
Everyone else is looking around
For clovers with four leaves
But me, I’m fine just killing time
Collecting those with three
Love comes easily to me
By now it’s all so ordinary
Please don’t leave, I’m holding on
Cause nothing better came along
Everyone else is looking around
For clovers with four leaves
But me, I’m fine just wasting time
Collecting those with three
I don’t think I’ll ever see
A love that isn’t ordinary
Recorded over the space of a year, the vivid pop songs on the latest from themme fatale match sugary hooks with diaristic lyrics. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 13, 2022