Happy

The end has come and gone.
Yet here I remain.
The music playing through my life,
Seems to be stuck on the refrain.

Still I am far from you,
But i find that I don't care.
Your face is always joyful,
You seem to walk above the air.

Even though I'm not the source,
Your happiness sustains.
So i will leave you happy,
Unsoiled by my pain.