Two of the Lucky Ones Songtext

von Hal Ketchum

Standing on a hill,
Staring at a mountain;
Swallows dive and turn,
Trying to catch what we can't see;
Sure ain't the first time;
Hope it ain't the last time
When all the work is done,
By the light of a setting sun;
We see what we've become
Two of the lucky ones.
The wind is gonna blow,
Trees are gonna sway in kind;
And babe, I know you know...
They don't have to try;
Sure ain't the first time;
Hope it ain't the last time
When all the work is done,
By the light of a setting sun;
We see what we've become
Two of the lucky ones.
For the very first time,
There's no words to be found;
Opened up our eyes,
There was love all around --
When all the work is done,
By the light of a setting sun;
We see what we've become
Two of the lucky ones.
Standing on a hill,
Staring at a mountain.