Happy When

Sit down with emotion
Take the time to feel it
Like a cloud cross the mind
Never holding onto
Let it all just billow by
I spun around till I fell down
I'm not looking for a pick up
I spun around till I fell down
I'm not looking for a pick up
Mess up, mess up, mess up, mess up
(Mess up, mess up, mess up, mess up)
I want to love myself, out in the field
I'm kissed by the sun, away from everyone
I want to catch my breath
I've been throwing it out all in bouts
Speaking of empty things just to fill the air
To not hear my ears ring
I want to find myself,
down the road I go for a walk
Say hi to passers by, they wave back at me
I feel like somebody
I want to make a nest,
I've been on the road without house
On my phone too much, to try and feel in touch
With those I don't see enough
And that I'll be happy when
This happens or that becomes
Or it is finished and I am done
Oh, what an idea
And that I'll be happy when
This happens or that becomes
Or it is finished and I am done
I spun around till I fell down
Blood upon my knees, as I kneel now
I spun around till I fell down
Blood upon my knees, as I kneel now
And I'll be happy when