Lucky about Sevens

Im not sure when it was I first knew.
Was it when I saw your eyes weren't blue?
I couldn't keep but a smile on my face,
when we talked from class to your place.
And then we turned and walked to my dorm
and agreed to make love of some form.
Just a kiss, a peck upon the cheek,
love enough, it made my knees weak.

Was it then that I first knew?
With you I was never blue.
Was it when we talked all night long?
Or when we decided on "our song"?
Or when your father frowned when I was near
so then you whispered, "Have nothing to fear".
Was it when we talked about the stars and heavens?
Or when you asked, "What's so lucky about sevens?"

For Im still not sure when it was that I first knew.
Maybe when we watched the horizon turn orange to blue.
Was it how beautiful you could be,
the few times we would disagree?
Or on our favorite couch we would lie
while we watched movies that made you cry.
Im not sure when it was I first knew.
All I know is how much I love you.

-"Lucky About Sevens"-