Luckiest people - Jill Johnson
I'm cold
It was the end of november
The day was sunny yet cold
I thougth I climbed every mountain
Befor I seen it all
Outside the autumn turned to winter
And inside my heart turned to stone
We were the luckiest people
The garden of eden was our home
We were the luckiest people
I thougth we were meant to be
I thought it was we
I thought we were meant to be
You end me
All for the taste of the unknown
The strongest love fade away
Now I must gather all the pices
Of a shatterd dream
Outside my window there is a winding road
My heart is telling me to go
We were the luckiest people  Mmm
The garden of eden was our home
We were the luckiest people
I thougt it was meant to be
I thought it was we
I thougt it was meant to be
You and me
Not even thousand miles would hide
The truth behind your eyes
I see it right througt and I knew
I just knew
We were the luckiest people
The garden of eden was our home
We were the luckiest people
I thougth we were meant to be
I thought it was we
I thought we were meant to be
You and me
You and me
We were meant to be