Ariella, 7:30 I don't want to get up yet Listen to the morning music cursing the alarm you set As you know I've never been a praying man I don't need a God to make me feel alright But if you wonder why I never wrote you a song it's because happiness writes white
I tried to put it into words, but the words just sound like mistakes I tried to find a set of chords, but you know how long that takes me I can't trust my fingers, I can't trust my tongue The work is too important and we're no longer young after all When I consider what you put up with I'm amazed you still have skin When I consider what you mean to me... it's everything It's everything
Ariella, 11:30 I don't want to go to sleep turn the TV off already curse the hours we have to keep as you know I've never been a confident man I've been in the tall grass all my life Until you came along now there's one less thing wrong even though happiness writes white
I know happiness writes white I know happiness writes white I know happiness writes white I know happiness writes white I know hapinesss writes white