A cardboard head I see
Has found its way to me
It is out & it is out & it is out
Making me cry
I sleep but I´ll not move
I am too scared to leave my room
But I would not be defeated oh no
What if cards don´t go my way
Then it is sure to spoil my day
But in voices loud & clear
You say to me it is only superstition
It is only your imagination
It is only your other things that you feel
And the things from which you can not escape
Keep clean for the thousandth time
Stand still & wait in line
Some numbers are better than others, oh no
What if cards don´t go my way
Then it is sure to spoil my day
But in voices loud & clear
You say to me it is only superstition
It is only your imagination
It is only your other things that you feel
And the things from which you can not explain
And it is making me cry
And it is making me cry
And I am slipping away, love
I am slipping away
It is only superstition
Only your imagination
It is only superstition
Only superstition