lucky isn't something
i consider myself to be.
and though you've asked me why
i still make myself cry
i don't think you realize
how unlucky i really am.
yeah, i've had it good.
i live in a great town
with a loving family
and opportunities i am so thankful i have been given.
so why am i so unhappy?
i'll tell you why.
it's because i'm stuck here.
this small town has trapped me in its suburban clutches.
i can't escape
for another two years.
and i know
those two years
will be the longest years of my entire existence.
but then you came along
and you changed my life.
you make me happy.
i look forward to talking to you every day,
even though it'll only be for a little while
before you go to work.
you make me so happy to be alive.
you make me laugh when i'm sad.
you are the best thing that's ever happened to me.
i love you.