Twenty-six years after I set her free
The universe shifted she came back to me
Don’t know why I deserve this divine destiny
_ _ _ Guess I got lucky
She had a daughter who’d only turned three
They’re both devilish and dervish and wild and free
But they’ve been much more pleasure than poison to me
Guess I got lucky
My blunders don’t normally turn out this right
Nor my detours delight me with something so bright
I felt like the blind man regaining his sight
Guess I got lucky
Mother nature she moves in mysterious ways
I’m not always fond of the games that she plays
But she’s blessed me with love and that’s OK with me
Guess I got lucky
My blunders don’t normally turn out this right
Nor my detours delight me with something so bright
I feel like the blind man regaining his sight
Guess I got lucky
Copyright 2006 Malcolm McKinney