That makes me lucky
God, I’m lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I’d be
‘Cause what I have (what I have)
Means so very little to this world
A promise that I kept and a bridge that I saved before it burned
The sacrifice that I made
Brought me to my knees
A choice that cost me everything and set somebody else free
But what I have
Is the value that you see in these things
And everytime I forget those things you bring them right back to me
With your patience
When I’m blinding mad
And your passion
When I’m really, really bad
And your eyes
Taking in everything I am
And your body and soul and the way that you know
How I treasure you.
Imi plac versurile.
A fost placut sa am melodia asta pe fundal in timp ce te-a rasfoit putin, asa///