Prone to losing
 作词 : Tamas Wells
 作曲 : Tamas Wells
There are stars and mobiles
hanging over the tiles
And the sun burns a line
underneath all our eyes
I like to know how far we've been
Cradles coins and magic queens
And flags they fly in the stores in July
I'm prone to losing everything
Everything

There were places to stand
and a groom on the sand
And he spoke to the crowd
with a line on his brow
And I like to know how far we've been
I'm prone to losing
Cradles coins, and magic queens