Down by the lost highway cafe
|
I met a man there with a map in his hands
|
He said I'm a little bit confused
|
And I'm not sure where I am
|
He said I'm trying to find this place
|
Been trying to get there for a long, long time
|
Then he smiled and looked away and asked me if I'd heard of happiness
|
|
I told him it just might take a while
|
Maybe some years and a lot of miles
|
Go down the road till you hit partyville
|
Don't stop unless you're looking for cheap thrills
|
Go past love till you hear wedding bells
|
Stop at honeymoon and rest a spell
|
You might get lost on the way's my guess
|
It ain't easy finding happiness
|
|
He said I think I understand
|
I better go before the sun goes down
|
Cause it's hard to see at night
|
And I just don't trust my eyes anymore
|
I said good luck and watched him leave
|
He hit the fast lane then he disappeared
|
Just another weary traveler like so many trying to find his way back home
|
|
There's so many stops along the way
|
You keep hoping that they'll come a day
|
I should've told him
|
But I think he knows
|
So many places he shouldn't go
|
So many souls that get turned around
|
Looking and wondering why it can't be found
|
It's a straight shot past loneliness
|
Why can't we seem to find happiness
|
|
Its easy to get turned around I guess
|
On the road to happiness
|
|
-----------------
|
Happiness
|
Le Ann Womack |