If we can't trust the doctors And our prayers have fallen flat And the 14 pills she takes each day Won't hold the sickness back Another room to wait in Another test to see If everything we've dreamed about Will never come to be I know that it's bad luck To be superstitious But nothing else is working And my head is really hurting And I'm sick of all this worrying About things I can't control Life once again is carefree Where we tip-toed, now we waltz Past the black cats And the mirrors we cracked Without our fingers crossed The days are slow and easy The nights feel so serene But I blink my eyes and realize That feeling was a dream Just a cruel dream I know that it's bad luck To be superstitious But nothing else is working And my heart is really hurting And I'm sick of all this worrying About things I can't control These things I can't control