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
Would i know?
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 into 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