Tekster: Talking Heads. Happy Day.

In my sensations, I believe that
I was born with the things that I know
I want to talk like every
Before I decide what to do

And I fell all over
And I couldn't stand up
I can't be critical
I can't, won't stop

Such a happy day for me
Bring a happy day to me
Send a happy day to me
And a happy day
Came to me, come to me, here it come

I'm only looking
Feel like my heart has a will of its own
I feel, feel nice inside
Right here and now it's summer again

The story I told
The story I made up
I was foolin' around but I
I can't stop

Such a happy day for me
Bring a happy day to me
Send a happy day to me
And a happy day
Come to me, come to me, here it come

This boy is in motion
Some density moved right beside me
I want my sentence
Right here but now I'm far away

A sign was given but
Many years have passed
It cost a little bit to love you
But I won't, can't stop

Such a happy day for me
Bring a happy day to me
Send a happy day to me
And a happy day
Came to me, come to me, here it come, it's alright