Happy Days! - The Ninth Wave

Half people, we’re all thinking the same thing

In time I’ll see, I’m sure I’m there

Where we started, where we start is where we’ll end

I miss my bruises and I feel like I am losing my positioning

My self-destruction in the guise of my devotion, I exist in

Have you ever wanted, have you ever wanted to know?

Oh, happy days!

The ones where I can bring myself to say:

«In time I’ll see, I’m sure I’m there»

But I let my eyes shut for a while and there’s nothing there

I miss my bruises and I feel like I am losing my positioning

My self-destruction in the guise of my devotion, I exist in

Have you ever wanted to know

Have you ever choked when you say:

«That what goes up must come down

And I suppose the other way»

I miss my bruises and I feel like I am losing my positioning

My self-destruction in the guise of my devotion, I exist in

Have you ever wanted to know

Have you ever choked when you say:

«That what goes up must come down

And I suppose the other way»

«That what goes up must come down

And I suppose the other way»