to be happy
' I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy.'
I Cry Out
At night I close my eyes I see a light that's shining down on me Is it you from afar I can't sleep I can't breathe life's so much harder now you're gone Is there no turning back Cos every time I need someone I call your name No one can love me like you do But I'm still all alone I cry out For you But you're so far away I cry out For you But you're already gone