From a window seat at thirty thousand feet
Somewhere between the ocean and Tennessee
Saw a shooting star in a clear black sky
Watched it burn its final light

How lucky, how lucky, how lucky
How lucky for me

There's a red palm tree where my mother sleeps
Memories dance in the gentle breeze
I remind myself when l get real sad
Be grateful for the all of the time we had

How lucky, how lucky, how lucky
How lucky, how lucky are we
To feel chaos and peace
And everything in between
How lucky, how lucky are we
How lucky, just lucky to be

Out of one in four hundred trillion chances
And the billions and billions of lost romances
They fell in love, it didn't last
But I got his smile and I got her laugh

How lucky, how lucky, how lucky
How lucky for me

There's an old dirt road, eyes closed I know
There's a valley and a saddle waiting at home
And I could've been born anywhere in the world
But I got the mountains and I got the pearls
How lucky, how lucky, how lucky
How lucky, how lucky are we
To feel faith and disbelief
And everything in between
How lucky, how lucky are we
How lucky, just lucky to be