Andres Miranda - Lucky One Lyrics

She knows me very well
More than I Think I'll ever know myself
And so I know what she really likes
She is sending me letters from the other side
She likes to tell her stories
Throuht photographs, a 35 on her hands
The way she breaks down every little talk
Into melodies, the language of her poetry
She's one of the lucky ones
Brave enough to go and find freedom
She's one of the lucky ones
Always sand in her hair and her pillow
Like a shooting star from the sky
I got to see her tonight
Those days, they have turned to stone
But how many moons have we shared before
She said we don't know what tomorrow holds
Just hold my hand tightly and please don't let go
I drowned all my fears in her bluest eyes
Her golden waves bursted diamonds from the tides
The way she has taught me how to pause my mind
With her melodies the language of her poetry
She's one of the lucky ones
Brave enough to go and find freedom
She's one of the lucky ones
Always sand in her hair and her pillow
Like a shooting star from the sky
I got to see her tonight
She's one of the lucky ones
She's one of the lucky ones
She's one of the lucky ones
She's one of the lucky ones