I wish I could write a song
that would make it all feel better.
if I could write it all
maybe I’d send it in a letter.
I’d find all the right chords,
and put ’em all in a progression.
maybe I’d find a melody
to take away depression.
I would sing my song alone,
and I would sing my song for you.
I’d tell everyone about the hell
that I am going through
I’d sing a happy song.
yeah, I’d sing a happy song
I wish I could find a chorus
that would take it off my chest,
then I’d find a way to cope
with all this time that I have left.
I’d sing it on the yard,
and I would sing it in the shower.
I’d sing when I’m down and out,
and in my darkest hour.
I would take it to a bridge,
and I would break it down real slow.
I’d try to stop the pain
of having a son that I don’t know.
I’d sing a happy song.
yeah, I’d sing a happy song
I’d sing about the bluest eyes
that I know he got from me.
with his mother’s smile that
lights the dark, so beautiful and sweet.
I’d sing it loud, and I’d sing it proud
I’d sing it from my heart.
anything about my son,
it would be my favorite part.
he may not know his father,
and I’m not there to be his dad,
but I’d sing a happy song
and tell myself it’s not that bad.
I’d sing a happy song.
yeah, I’d sing a happy song
— Joshua L.