What Is Happy?

Everybody’s talking about
The things I have to live without
What is happy, baby?
They really don’t know how to live
They’ve all forgotten how to give
What is happy, baby?
To me it’s walking to the park
When I’m alone with you
To be in love and in a dream
A magic scene for two
Barrel hung up in the sky
They’re copping off without a try
What is happy, baby?
The microscope is made blind
They say contentment’s hard to find
What is happy, baby?
To me it’s looking at the leaves
As they fall to ground
And see the million little things
Just waiting to be found
What is happy, baby?
To me it’s looking at the leaves
As they fall to ground
And see the million little things
Just waiting to be found
Everybody’s talking about
The things we have to live without
What is happy, baby?
They really don’t know how to live
They’ve all forgotten how to give
What is happy, baby?
To me it’s walking to the park
When I’m alone with you
To be in love and in a dream
A magic scene for two
What is happy, baby?
What is happy, baby?
What is happy, baby?
What is happy, baby?
What is happy, baby?