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I don't get many things right the first time |
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In fact, I am told that a lot |
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Now I know all the wrong turns |
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The stumbles and falls brought me here |
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And where was |
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I before the day |
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That I first saw your lovely face? |
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Now I see it everyday |
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And I know that |
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I amI am, |
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I am the luckiest |
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What if I'd been born fifty years before you |
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In a house on the street where you live? |
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Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike |
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Would I know? |
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And in a wide sea of eyes |
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I see one pair that |
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I recognize |
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And I know that |
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I amI am, |
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I am the luckiest |
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I love you more than |
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I haveEver found a way to say to you |
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Next door, there's an old man who lived to his 90's |
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And one day, passed away in his sleep |
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And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days |
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And passed away |
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I'm sorry, |
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I know that's a strange way |
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To tell you that |
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I know we belong |
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That I know that |
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I amI am, |
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I am the luckiest |
