Being Alone

Snappy sway and I’m jealous

And happy to be

Mr. Sunshine’s right jealous

It’s raining on me

Thank you, I’m doin fine on my own

I’m happy being alone

Every inch in a gladys

And taking all spring

I ain’t gaining no status

It don’t mean a thing

If it’s important

I’ll have to postpone

I’m happy being alone

The air is cold and the fire’s hot

And my favorite sweater’s wool

There’s coffee brewing in my coffee pot

And my message box is full

Roses roaming round fences

With nowhere to go

Only thing making sense is

Just watching them grow

Don’t try to call me

I’ve turned off my phone

I’m happy being alone

The air is cold and the fire’s hot

And my favorite sweater’s wool

There’s coffee brewing in my coffee pot

And my message box is full

Roses roaming round fences

With nowhere to go

Only thing making sense is

Just watching them grow

Don’t try to call me

I’ve turned off my phone

I’m happy being alone

I’m happy… just being… alone