I'm drinking wine and thinking bliss, is on the other side of this. I just need a compass and a willing accomplice. All my doubts have filled my head cascading up and down again. Up and down around again, down and up and down again. Oh I've had my chances and I've taken 'em all. Just to end up right back here on the floor. End up right back here on the floor. Pennies in a well. A million dollars in the fountian of a hotel. A fortune teller who says maybe you will go to hell. But I'm not scared at all. For the cracks in the crystal, cracks in the crystal ball. Sometimes you think everything is wrapped inside a diamond ring. Love just needs a witness and a little forgiveness and a halo of patience and a less sporadic pace and I'm learning to be brave in my beautiful mistakes. Oh I've felt that fire and I, I've been burned, but I wouldn't trade the pain for what I've learned. I wouldn't trade the pain for what I've learned. Pennies in a well. A million dollars in the fountian of a hotel. A fortune teller who says maybe you will go to hell. But I'm not scared at all. For the cracks in the crystal, cracks in the crystal ball. Irony, irony, is hating love, hating love. For what it does to me. What it's done to me. What it's done. Done. Pennies in a well. A million dollars in the fountian of a hotel. A fortune teller who says maybe you will go to hell. But I'm not scared at all. For the cracks in the crystal, cracks in the crystal ball.