I found the queen of all my dreams that warm

July night, when I was almost twenty

nine, used to the world, but empty - alone

but oh! that night sure changed everything!

that now, looking back over all these years,

twenty-two and counting, understanding

- somewhat sadly - that life without each one

day shall be waiting, but how beautiful

we've come this far, so far - and so happy

it makes us think we're lucky or something

Which is how it should be: fortunate love

While we make the best of the yet to be