It was a Monday, when my lover told me, Never pay the Reaper with love only. What could i say to you except I love you and I'd give my life for yours.
I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES. I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES. I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES, DEAR.
The first time we made love, I..I wasn't sober. (and you told me you loved me over, and over) How can I ever love another, when i miss you every day... Remember the time we made love in the roses? (and you took my pictures in all sorts of poses!) How can I ever get over you, when I'd give my life for yours
I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES. I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES. I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES. I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES, DEAR.
My dear, Its time to say I thank God for you. I thank God for you in each and every single way. And i know...i know... i know... i know...its time to let you know. Time to let you know. Time to let you know. Time to sit here and say: I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES. I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES. I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES. I KNOW WE ARE..WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES, DEAR We are the lucky ones, dear...