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Luckiest people - Jill Johnson

I'm cold

It was the end of november

The day was sunny yet cold

I thougth I climbed every mountain

Befor I seen it all

Outside the autumn turned to winter

And inside my heart turned to stone

We were the luckiest people

The garden of eden was our home

We were the luckiest people

I thougth we were meant to be

I thought it was we

I thought we were meant to be

You end me

All for the taste of the unknown

The strongest love fade away

Now I must gather all the pices

Of a shatterd dream

Outside my window there is a winding road

My heart is telling me to go

We were the luckiest people Mmm

The garden of eden was our home

We were the luckiest people

I thougt it was meant to be

I thought it was we

I thougt it was meant to be

You and me

Not even thousand miles would hide

The truth behind your eyes

I see it right througt and I knew

I just knew

We were the luckiest people

The garden of eden was our home

We were the luckiest people

I thougth we were meant to be

I thought it was we

I thought we were meant to be

You and me

You and me

We were meant to be