Lucky

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LUCKY

 

Copyright ©2016 Tish MacWebber

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I didn’t see any smoke; but there was a fire

It kindled in our hearts; burning with desire

We were so lucky to find each other

We were so lucky to find each other

It started up with a cup of coffee

I said I like chocolate; you said you like toffee

And after dessert, we went for a walk

Should have said goodnight; but we just talked and talked

We were so lucky to find each other

We were so lucky to find each other

We fueled the sparks with some shots of whiskey

And after that you asked me  if you could kiss me

It started off tender; a little sweet

But the passion grew in response to the heat

We were so lucky to find each other

We were so lucky to find each other

We moved to the couch, and we kissed so much more

Before I even noticed, our clothes were on the floor

We were so lucky to find each other

We were so lucky to find each other

It was like flipping a switch, your passion turned into rage

As you closed your hands on my neck, I was trapped in a cage

I fought for a minute, then I held my breath

I was so lucky to still be alive

I was so lucky to still be alive

You got in the shower, I put my clothes on

By the time you were clean, I was  long gone

Called 911 on my phone from the street

Told the cops your address, and where we could meet

I was so lucky to still be alive

They said I was so lucky to still be alive

How could something so good be so terribly wrong

How could I be so stupid, why did I go along

And  now you are in jail as I start to recover

From the attack of my psycho one time lover

I was so lucky to still be alive

I was so lucky to still be alive

Sometimes I get scared thinking about that night

What if I had fought harder, with all of my might

Would I still be alive, would I still be around

Or would I be in a shallow grave, missing, to be found

I know I am so lucky to still be alive

Yeah

I know I am so lucky to still be alive

 

 

 

 

 

One thought on “Lucky

  1. tishmacwebber says:

    Lucky started at 3am when the battery died in our smoke alarm, and was just beeping, and woke me up. Once I was sure there was no fire, I started writing that first line, and decided later that the song was going for an unexpected twist, again, not written from any personal experiences, it was just there. Total rock song. Fast paced. However, there are people out there that think a song with a story is a country song. I hear rock and roll

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