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 ands tumbles and falls
Brought me here
Now it was right 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 50 year 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?
And then i'd see your eyes,
I'd see one pair that i'd 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 90's
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