Walking in the flower beds
And swinging in the backyard
Until the sun was way down
And the stars were out
Happiness used to encompass
Moments of perfect solitude
Lying on grassy knolls
Watching the fireworks
On the fourth of July
Happiness used to include
Long walks in the forest
Behind my house
When the brook ran full
(They tore the trees out long ago)
Happiness used to involve
Me and my Dad
Talking on the front porch
About everything we could think of
And not getting bored for a second
Happiness used to be part of me
The part that was always apparent
In my smile
But happiness has tarnished
And left only this sorrowful facade
Happiness used to be great...
The thing that kept me going
Through the days
But as hard as I think
I can't remember anything
That makes me happy anymore
Happiness used to be...