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       That I know    That I am    I am, I am    The luckiest