"How Lucky I Am" #newsong #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter

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 How Lucky I Am

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I count one two three 

when I wake up

feeling grateful to see the sun

I look at my pleasurable surroundings


I warm myself

before I move

cherish each step I take

each time I raise my arm

take a drink, one more day


I will plan my time ahead

see how much I can fit

when I start to see black

I’ll still be grateful

that I can sleep tight in bed


I won’t think if there’s one more day

because I’m so tired

I don’t know to think of this


How lucky I am

how lucky I am

how lucky I am



to be lost in such a beautiful space.



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