Happy - Polyenso

Am I awake?

Am I a sucker for anything or anyone?

Compiling words for an argument (yeah)

And now I’m sounding so vigilant (yeah)

In fact I know it’s my heart’s defense

Like curves that flow and the sand it spins

It spirals down through the hourglass

But who’s got time for that?

Well I could hold my head up to you

I could hold my head up to you

I could wish for better days

But be honest no one feels the same

In the garden I could look a fool

But be honest, babe, the pain was brutal

An optimist is sure to show (what's really going on below)

The taste of chocolate recognized

Well I’m not happy

I’m not happy

There’s eyes in the graveyard

He’s reading words on a dirty stone

His last words spoke through the telephone

Those words were sealed through an envelope

Well I could hope for better days, if no one steals my wheels away

In the garden I could look a fool

But be honest, babe, the pain was brutal

An optimist is sure to show (what's really going on below)

The taste of chocolate recognized

Well I’m not happy…

But you are

I’ve been put in the middle of…

No, I’m not just a body

Well I’ve been stuck in the middle of love

And now my heart’s with somebody