How lucky am I? To have eyes that cry To have eyes that watch As they leave my side How lucky are we? To have hands that bleed To have hands that hurt Our lovers at ease How lucky are you? To have me to choose To have me to accuse When you were blacj and blue It's the cresent moon scars And the sudden silent parts That scare me half to death But I'll have a good laugh Just to show some sort of love Just to show them that I'm daft Just to sing some happy songs And that'll be enough So just how lucky am I? To have eyes that cry Or to be alive Just how lucky am I?