Monica Zetterlund It Could Happen To You
Hide your heart from sight
Lock your dreams at night
It could happen to you
Don't count stars or you might stumble
Someone drops a sigh, and down you tumble
Keep an eye on Spring
Run when churchbells ring
It could happen to you
All I did was wonder how your arms would be
And it happened to me
Hide your heart from sight
Lock your dreams at night
It could happen to you
Don't count stars or you might stumble
Someone drops a sigh, and down you tumble
Keep an eye on Spring
Run when churchbells ring
It could happen to you
'Cause all I did was wonder how your arms would be
And then it happened to me
