Lucky

Somehow, I forgot to write the chords down on my computer. Until I go back and figure out what they were, here are the lyrics.

We’re leaving on a plane to Dallas
Hoping we don’t get delayed
In her southern twang, the stewardess
Says her partner’s her best mate
Sure, their chatter was obnoxious
By the time we got on our way
Though I know takeoffs make you anxious
I hope we’ll be like them someday

Switched seats with a random guy
Just so I could sit front row
To watch you spread your wings and fly
And couldn’t hide my grin below
Even though you ask me why
I can tell, deep down you know
I get so proud of you, I cry
Through curtain call at every show

I need to stop fretting
Over things that don’t matter
Like how I just can’t stand this place
I’m nearly forgetting
All I need is you to get
This fashionable frown off of my face

I know I haven’t been around to
Just hang out or even breathe
But you know I really miss you
When you are not with me
Now I just can’t wait to see you
And I know that you’ll agree
After all that we have been through
I don’t know how I got so lucky.