by Dean Friedman
We never knew where we were bound.
Just the same, we dashed our cups to pieces on the ground.
And I just can’t believe that we’re both still around.
It’s a wonderful life.
It’s a wonderful life.
When two unhappy people, trying to keep from harm,
Turn around and find themselves in each other’s arms,
It’s a wonderful life.
And sometimes the trouble never seems to cease.
And sometimes I feel just like a busted up valise.
Then the thought of you sets my mind at ease.
It’s a wonderful life.
It’s a wonderful life.
When two unhappy people, trying to keep from harm,
Turn around and find themselves in each other’s arms,
It’s a wonderful life.
And how you brighten each and every day.
With just a simple smile you chase my fears away.
Who’d of thought a bum like me would have the guts to sayЎ
It’s a wonderful life.
It’s a wonderful life.
When two unhappy people, trying to keep from harm,
Turn around and find themselves in each other’s arms,
