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Weekend Players Pursuit Of Happiness

We're in pursuit of happiness Order of the day And we're on, on a mission to make it true We do it most every day Step back and look where you are Move

These... These... These... These... These... I remember when (these...) You told me all the joys in life The simple things Pleasure they would bring

I hear your voice calling out to reach me, Then all is calm and clear. I feel no pain when you hold me, Pull me in and draw me near. I see your eyes

in the mind's eyes (mind's eyes) Looking into the pavement crack At the grass bursting back Under your feet (under your feet) Some wave you're here too late While keeping a world happy

We're in pursuit of happiness Order of the day And we're on, on a mission to make it true We do it most every day Step back and look where you are Move

An ocean of you I'm lost in wave upon a daze And under a blanket of blue Lay sailing Drifting with the tide My heart an ocean wide Lay sailing But

Bless my heart I think about only you You can't get much higher ground Than you Bless my heart I think about only you You can't get much higher ground