Happy

I want to be happy just like you do
Like everyone else in the world does too
Everyone wants to be happy I know
All of us seem to agree about this

It hurts to live but we hurt to live though
Time will play tricks while we wait for the kiss
Of that little sprinkle of fairy dust
We dream about (since in our dust we must)
Of that little sparkle of magic we
Tingle to when we sense the presence of
A member of our mortal family
And sense the possibility of love

I suppose it could be we are only
So alone with ourselves we get lonely
For someone other someone not the same
But we try not to be too distinctive
So the same someone finds no one to blame

Alienation and our instinctive
Fight-or-flight play out invertedly in
An endgame of just waiting to begin
For treasure island exiles washed ashore
For whom the tide returns to ask for more

I want to be happy just like I was
Or just like I remember as a child
But cannot be sure which is which because
One was the hope of happiness to come
Then one what came instead the distance from
One to the other one unreconciled
Though neither one believes in Santa Claus

Childhood is gone and adulthood goes fast
And no one ever told us it would be
That the worst thing at present is the past
In spite of all those memories we see
I might as well save the future for last
Here now as I am at the edge of me
Like everyone else in the world does too

I want to be happy just like you do

+Steven Curtis Lance



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