What I am is nothing to my need No property to speak of and no trophy for my game Intangible and worthless, my assets on the page My coffers are empty and the offer of safety has faded away What I have, what I have is On an ordinary day, the extraordinary way You take what I can't give and you treasure it On an ordinary day, the extraordinary way You turn to me and say, I believe this And that makes me lucky God, I'm lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I'd be Cause what I have, what I have means so very little to this world A promise that I kept and a bridge that I saved before it burned A sacrifice that I made that brought me to my knees A choice that cost me everything and set somebody else free But what I have is the value that you see in these things On an ordinary day, the extraordinary way You take what I can't give and you treasure it On an ordinary day, the extraordinary way You turn to me and say, I believe this And that makes me lucky God, I'm lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I'd be Cause what I have is the value that you see in these things And every time I forget those things, you bring them right back to me With your regulations, when I'm blinded by And your passion, when I'm really, really bad And your eyes, taking in everything I am And your body and soul and the way that you know how I treasure you On an ordinary day, the extraordinary way You take what I can't give and you treasure it On an ordinary day, the extraordinary way You turn to me and say, I believe this And that makes me lucky God, I'm so lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I'd be God, I'm so lucky, so much luckier than I ever thought I'd be On an ordinary day, the extraordinary way You take what I can't give and you treasure it On an ordinary day, the extraordinary way You turn to me and say, I believe this