What is happiness?
Is it nothing but a dream...

You want me to be perfect.
You want me to be great...

A book of poems
is like a books of lies...

You can hope and
pray and dream...

Remember the nights
Remember those days...

When you kneel down to pray
The first thing you say...

Sometimes when I am lonely
And sometimes when I’m afraid...

You and me are over
You and me are through...

You said it's over
You said we're through...