The Luckiest

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
50 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'd see one pair that I recognize.

And i'd 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.