Bill Beare - Lucky Lyrics

Morning comes, daylight, sunshine
I'm holding you in my arms
I could be forgiven for believing this is heaven
The sun and the moon and the stars say:
You've got it made
Who have you prayed to, paid to make you so lucky?

The flowers in the garden are blossoming
And the fish in the tank have babies
And the beer in the fridge is so co-co-cold
You think I'm lucky then touch me, watch me
Maybe I'm the incarnation of Old King Cole (Not so old)
And though the paint is peeling off the walls
And the money's not so easy to come by
And grandma screams at the heavens to take her to grandpa
And I look to the heavens myself
And I think of the world and my wealth
And the laughing eyes of the children sparkle like stars

And they say: You've got it made
Who have you prayed to, paid to make you so lucky?
Hey, yes, who have you saved?
Who have you paid today to make you so lucky?

To see the beauty, feel success
To see the beauty through all the mess
To see the beauty, ah, that's the test
To see the beauty through all the mess, yeah, that's the test
To see the beauty through all the mess, yeah, that's the test
That's the test

Evening comes, starlight, moonshine
I'm holding you in my arms
I have been forgiven and given this heaven
The sun and the moon and the stars say

Who have you saved?
Who have you prayed to, paid to make you so lucky?
Yes I am saved
And I have prayed and paid and yes I am lucky
See the beauty through all the mess that's the test, that's the test
See the beauty through all the mess that's the test
I'm lucky