I don't wanna be your looking stone
Your rabbit's foot
Or your wishing bone
Still any corridor To hold your soulÂÂÂ
Anything, anything at all.
Amber, jade, and sage, a clover leaf, A copper penny, heads.
To feel your spirit
Anything I'll beÂ
anything, anything at all.
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
If you ask I'll be your rosary,
The ace of spades, hid up your sleeve.
A woven catcher for your scary dreams.
Anything, Anything at all.
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
OH!
I don't wanna be your looking stone
Your rabbit's foot
Or your wishing bone
Still any corridor to hold your soul.
Anything, anything at all.
Anything, anything at all. Anything, anything at all.