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Not in the books that I've read Or working for Johnny did I find The truth of my existence. Don't get me wrong There is honor in working, But not when the fruit Of your work grows On someone else's tree. I am from nowhere and everywhere. My religion is love. Look for me You will find me sprinkled on the dark sky: Happy is all I want to be! Happy is all I want to be! Like a blooming tree, I make flowers Of my grief. I'm a castle made of sand. Have you seen a grain of sand Polished by the sea? I am sand. Make a snow ball watch it grow as it rolls. Like a snow ball, I am rolling down These city streets as I have rolled Down those country roads. I am from nowhere and everywhere. My religion is love. Look for me You will find me sprinkled on the dark sky: Happy is all I want to be! Happy is all I want to be! Heaven sent are my days doing what I love. Planting flowers in March, singing Happy songs in June. Come December, Late December, I am blue. I am blue singing: Happy is all I want to be! Happy is all I want to be! Happy is all! |