I don't get many things right the first time
in fact, i am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns,
the stumbles and falls,
brought me here
And where was I before the day
that I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
and i know
that I am, I am
I am the luckiest
What if I'd been born
fifty years before you
in a house
on the street where you live
Maybe I'd be outside
as you passed on your bike
But would i know
and in a wide sea of eyes,
I see one pair that i recognize
and I know
that I am, I am
I am the luckiest
I love you more than i have
ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man
who lived to his nineties
and one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife
she stayed for a couple of days
and passed away
I'm sorry i know that's a
strange way to tell you that i know
we belong
that i know
that I am, I am
I am the luckiest