It Makes Me Happy
ANNA ELIZABETH LAUBE
It makes me happy
It makes me homesick
When I think about oh, the rolling hills
And the lightening bugs and the sweet summer air
You put flowers in your hair
Well the sound of his voice
Like water running down a stream
It sings straight into my heart
Like a message in a dream
There is music floating softly from the corner of the room
And the smell like sweet perfume
Well I can't stand waiting
I want it now
And I really don't care just why or how
'Cause I want to live a life less plain you see
Everybody just wants to be free