Seven

I don't believe in magic numbers Mirrors can break and fall away I wouldn't pick a four leaf clover
13th 's just another Friday.
I don't believe in senseless omens
When dogs start howling I howl back When sometimes tragic moments happen It's not from crossing a black cat
But seven is my lucky number
For seven years I've longed for you With empty eyes through life I wandered And after seven years I found you.
I don't believe in lucky breakthroughs Nothing comes to those who wait
I don't throw no coins in fountains Wishing for things I can (could) make.