Happiness is what makes you smile,
even when life has been down awhile.
Sorrow is things in your heart,
that pull you down and sometimes apart.
Making you blind about the good you do have.
Holding you down, keeping you sad.
Is it money or things that work?
Open your eyes you fool acting mean and vicious isn't cool.
Take another or maybe 10, open your eyes and see again.
There it is now I see,
good things in my life are waiting for me.
Is it my fault? Maybe it is.
If not for my mistakes, would I be who I am?
Sometimes quiet, sometimes loud.
Always way to proud to let people in when they want to help.
Not make it worse or tell you your out.
Well my turn to bat, here I am up to the plate once again.
Can I hit and make a home run?
Or will I foul and not make it through?
Either way I will always have you.
Through thick and thin- and just limbo.
Working together better than one.
We can do it once and for all.
As I pull back I hit the ball,
out and over, gone over the fence.
There's a home run coming through.
So happy we made it, me and you...