Happy

Every time I try to write a song
It always seems to start where we left off
Tonight I’d rather stand up straight
Look it in the eye and won’t you
Tell me what’s so bad about happy

I don’t want to have another friend
I don’t want to wonder how your life has been
I just want to set things straight
Apologize to you and somebody
Tell me what’s so bad about happy

Tell me, where’s it go
When the wind don’t know where it ought to go?
Tell me, what’s in store
For the mind and the body wanting more, more, more?

Every time I try to write a song
I can’t seem to get a word in edgewise
Tonight I’d rather think of you
Try to close my eyes and won’t you
Tell me what’s so bad about happy
Somebody tell me what’s so bad about happy