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...