Happiness Is?

Happy People
Mama's buying baby clothes for nobody again.
Hasn't been the same since all her babies left the den.
Set the table, say a prayer, and let the dreams begin.
She's all a buzz 'cause all it does is let the sadness in.

Oh, we're happy people,
Mmm, until the wind blows.

Father's Day, let's celebrate, we'll gather at the farm.
Watermelon sweet and red is rolling down your arm.
Fifty years he fought to keep the family free from harm.
He's looking blue but you refuse to let him lose his charm.

Oh, we're happy people,
Mmm, until the wind blows.

Baby bird is taking off, she's learning how to fly.
She lands upon a concrete jungle singing by and by.
Pretending friends and slanted grins have left her high and dry.
Dry your eyes now, baby bird, don't let them see you cry.

Oh, we're happy people,
Mmm, until the wind blows.