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I'm used to singing along to the slow melodies
drifting through my stereo
applying every single word
to my everyday life
thinking of all the times
I was broken down
and left in pieces

tonight was different
as I drove the streets of this city
watching the lights pass me by
I wanted to play the songs
slow in pace and close to my heart
just for the sake of singing to the night
knowing it would all come rushing back to me
flooding my mind with memories of memories

so I tried to listen
tried to remember why
I could sing so loud to the softest songs
but when the songs played
I couldn't find it in me to feel
anything but the urge to skip ahead
to something lighter
something happier
describing the person I have become

so this is happiness
that feeling that everythings right
and I don't have to hide behind my facade
as good as it may be
because I'm no longer wondering
where my next meal is coming from
metaphorically speaking
and I don't have to debate
the likelihood of falling asleep alone
when I know I'm more than welcome next to you