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
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 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 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
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
- ben folds
Posted by orion at January 5, 2004 01:06 AM | TrackBack