Happy

Oh I I thought I could stay high But its a fine line between paradise and paralysed Sometimes I don't even know why I feel like I'm tongue tied, on the outside Oh god I'm so tired You said, 'you don't have to carry this around' I said 'I'm trying to find a place to out it down' Could it just be right here, you and me Don't we owe it to ourselves Don't we owe it to ourselves To be happy, happy, happy now? Cos I don't think I am It just keeps slipping through my hands Like golden sand Oh my, just look at all the stars in the sky Constellations, conversations that slow down time They say that life is pain but I'm not sold And I'll never know the meaning of it all anyway Don't we owe it to ourselves Don't we owe it to ourselves To be happy, happy, happy now Cos I don't think I am It just keeps slipping through my hands Like golden sand But I'll keep trying I'll keep trying I'll keep trying I'll keep trying Don't we owe it to ourselves Don't we owe it to ourselves