by Tom Marshall
Joy is over there in her incredible clothes
She has silver silk shimmering down to her toes
I was doing the best that I can, I suppose
But that little girl dancer eventually grows
She grows
You can't imagine all the times that I tried
To uncover the source of the tears that you cried
Let's throw it away and just go for a ride
And you'd say ok but you'd keep it inside
And I tried
We want you to be happy
Don't live inside the gloom
We want you to be happy
Come step outside your room
We want you to be happy
'Cause this is your song, too
I never thought I could have it so good
You were the song that my soul understood
But time is a river that flows through the woods
And it led us to places we both understood
Would be gone before too long
When we were young we thought life was a game
But then somebody leaves you, and you're never the same
All of the places and people belong
To the puzzle, but one of the pieces is gone
And it's you, Joy, it's you
In time we'll weather this storm
Inside together you'll see the change
When the sun shines through
We want you to be happy
Don't live inside the gloom
We want you to be happy
Come step outside your room
We want you to be happy
'Cause this is your song, too
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Joy
Labels: contentment, joy
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