The Luckiest

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

And stumbles and falls

That brought me here

(And where was I) And where was I before the day

That I first saw your lovely face?

Now I see it every day

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 a street where you lived?

Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike

Would I know? (Would I know?) would I know? (Would I know?)

And in a white sea of eyes

I see one pair that I recognize (That I recognize)

And I know

That I am

I am

I am the luckiest

And I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

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

And 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