17 september 2007

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to 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 the street where you live?

Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike

Would I know?

And 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 to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
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






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