Love makes us luckier
It’s not good out in the cold
And the winter gets so long sometimes
You’ve got to have a hand to hold
No way to prove you lived
With nobody else around
Years fall away like rain
Leaves you old and on the ground…
Oh everything is just four walls
If there is nobody there at all.
Big dreams of having the whole world
Have been so long way out grown
Replaced with the beauty
Of being lucky enough to not
End up alone…
Cold streets and looking in
And lives that are not your own
When someone thinks of you
Maybe you’re lucky enough…
Maybe you’re almost home…
locking the bedroom door
throw the whole damn world away
those faces you are turning from
you will want to see so bad someday
and you and me we’re arguing
some careless word was said
we’ve been here enough times
you know I just want to dance with you instead…
oh I could drive 500 miles away
but then what could I say…
Big dreams of having the whole world
Have been so long way out grown
Replaced with the beauty
Of being lucky enough to not
End up alone…
Cold streets and looking in
And lives that are not your own
When someone thinks of you
Maybe you’re lucky enough…
Maybe you’re almost home…
maybe there’s reason for you
maybe there’s a place to be
maybe it’s not just that they care
it’s that you’re lucky enough to see…
Big dreams of having the whole world
Have been so long way out grown
Replaced with the beauty
Of being lucky enough to not
End up alone…
Cold streets and looking in
And lives that are not your own, no.
When someone thinks of you
Maybe you’re lucky enough…
Hey maybe you’re almost home…
Maybe you’re lucky enough
Maybe you’re luck enough
I want to be lucky enough to not
END © ARRFBC August 29, 2009 - December 11, 2009
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