Lucky.

The bed you sleep on, is lucky.
The clothes you wear, is lucky.
The car you drive in, is lucky.
The people who see you, are lucky.
The friends you talk to, are lucky.
The places you go, are lucky.
Where you work, is lucky.
The air you breathe, is lucky.
The sun that shines upon you, is lucky.
The night skies that you sit under, is lucky.
The stars you stare at, are lucky.
The grass you lay on, is lucky.
The roof top you go to when times get rough, is lucky.
Everything that surrounds you, is lucky.
The things that surround you are lucky,
Because just for even one moment,
Those things get to be in your presences.
Oh, how I would do anything to be what surrounds you.
Because I would be the lucky one that is with you.