I Am The Luckiest

You sent this to me months ago. I didn't realize how much this would mean. Listened to this over and over today. I think it's because I realize that I am the luckiest. I wish others had what we had. I wish that others can find what we have. I am the luckiest. You are the luckiest. WE are the luckiest. I love you.



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 a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?



And in a white 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 to 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