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