Just a Happy Song

Yeah, i've been down,
I've layed around,
not wanting to wake up.
The worlds in such a hurry,
but it doesn't matter much.
I've been down that road before,
I know just where it goes.
I'd rather sing a happy song,
a song that's full of hope.

When everything's alright,
You can count your lucky stars.
Because they must be out tonight,
though we see them from afar.

Could a man with such an eye,
see through the membrane of the sky,
and as the prism splits the rain,
look above once again,
with brand new eyes to see,
such beauty with such clarity.
Transfixed, caught in a glimpse,
with the wonder of a child.
All was fine within his mind,
flowers growing wild.

When everything's alright,
You can count your lucky stars,
because they must be out tonight,
though we see them from afar.

How rich the world would surely feel,
if we put away our fears and sang.
You don't have to sing in tune,
you don't need a refrain.
And even if it's colored blue,
Just do your best, forget the rest,
that's all you have to do.

Sing along, a happy song,
just to make it through.

When nothings really right,
you go stumbling, lost, alone,
the stars go blinking, out of sight,
make home in darkness until dawn.

And we'll sing along, our happy song,
that's all we have to do,
sing along, a happy song,
Whatever pulls us through.