How lucky am I?
To have eyes that cry
To have eyes that watch
As they leave my side
How lucky are we?
To have hands that bleed
To have hands that hurt
Our lovers at ease
How lucky are you?
To have me to choose
To have me to accuse
When you were blacj and blue
It's the cresent moon scars
And the sudden silent parts
That scare me half to death
But I'll have a good laugh
Just to show some sort of love
Just to show them that I'm daft
Just to sing some happy songs
And that'll be enough
So just how lucky am I?
To have eyes that cry
Or to be alive
Just how lucky am I?