Happy When

Sit down with emotion

Take the time to feel it

Like a cloud cross the mind

Never holding onto

Let it all just billow by

I spun around till I fell down

I'm not looking for a pick up

I spun around till I fell down

I'm not looking for a pick up

Mess up, mess up, mess up, mess up

(Mess up, mess up, mess up, mess up)

I want to love myself, out in the field

I'm kissed by the sun, away from everyone

I want to catch my breath

I've been throwing it out all in bouts

Speaking of empty things just to fill the air

To not hear my ears ring

I want to find myself,

down the road I go for a walk

Say hi to passers by, they wave back at me

I feel like somebody

I want to make a nest,

I've been on the road without house

On my phone too much, to try and feel in touch

With those I don't see enough

And that I'll be happy when

This happens or that becomes

Or it is finished and I am done

Oh, what an idea

And that I'll be happy when

This happens or that becomes

Or it is finished and I am done

I spun around till I fell down

Blood upon my knees, as I kneel now

I spun around till I fell down

Blood upon my knees, as I kneel now

And I'll be happy when