It happens least among the losers
There'll be other kinds of need
They find new things that they need
And I find new things to lead
Don't you wish you could lose nothing
Don't you wish you could lose nothing
What's gone from you
Leaves destiny its room
What's gone from you
Leaves destiny its room
Will you remember this
To step ahead
It is the instinctive step
From the heart to the lover
From the lover who ain't leaving
From the heart to the lover
From the lover who ain't leaving