it was a monday, when my lover told me,
  "never pay the reaper with love only."
  what could i say to you, except, "i love you."
  and "i'd give my life for yours."
    i know we are: we are the lucky ones.
  i know we are: we are the lucky ones.
  i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
    the first time we made love, i: i wasn't sober.
  (and you told me you loved me over and over!)
  how could i ever love another, when i miss you every day:
    remember the time we made love in the roses?
  (and you took my picture in all sorts of poses!)
  how could i ever get over you, when i'd give my life for yours.
    i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
  i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
  i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
  i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
    my dear, It's time to say i thank god for you.
  i thank god for you in each and every single way.
  and, i know... i know.. i know.. i know...
    it's time to let you know. time to let you know.
  time to let you know. time to sit here and say:
    i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
  i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
  i know we are... we are the lucky ones.
  i know we are: we are the lucky ones, dear.
  we are the lucky ones, dear...
    [bif:] remember the words of ram dass: "death is like taking off a tight shoe."