Luckiest Man Alive

I shake the twilight from my eyes,
Feet hit the bare wooden floor.
Shower, shave and dress,
Kissed you as I head to my nine to five,
And think I am the luckiest man alive.

The days move quick,
When I keep you in my heart.
Your picture in that silver frame,
I find myself daydream in meetings.
And texting your name and some silly jive,
As I think I am the luckiest man alive.

I come home,
And it is empty.
Then you walk in the door,
And I think to myself,
I am the luckiest man alive.