Happiness
Andy Powell / Bob Skeat
How many people can truly say
They can find hope every day?
Fear and loathing is all around
Hope fading fast and I'm going down
You're all I want, you're all I need.
I'm searching for some inner peace
But memories just will not cease.
They pierce my heart and take control
And leave no balsam for my soul
Happiness and a love fulfilled.