I don't get many things right the first time, in fact

I am told that a lot

And I know all the wrong turns and stumbles and falls brought me here

And where was I before the first day I saw your lovely face?

Now I see it every day

And I know that I am

I am, I am the luckiest

What if I'd been born

On a street where he'd live

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

Cause 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 the words to say to you

Next door is an old man who lived to

His nineties and one day passed away

In his sleep And his wife, she stayed

Fast 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