SHOULD BE HAPPY

Two people hand in hand

Walking trough that hot summer-sand

I know I should be happy

But you know, I just can’t

That boy so proud

With a valentine-card she’s sent

I know I should be happy

But you know, I just can’t

His girlfriend left him

And he’s my best friend

I know I should be sad

But you know, I just can’t

The waitress in this bar

Is writing down my beer

When she asked me my name

I said: “you know, I live in fear”.

Proudly I showed her my new cd

But she looks like she knows me

Some kind of anger, filled with confidence

Just want to love her, wanna feel her hands

Tears in my eyes

Tears in this song

I wanted to tell her about my childhood,

But before I began, I found out she was gone

So I take my guitar

And I pay the bill

Looking for a bar

That’ll tell me fairy-tales

A cigarette in my mouth

Another one in my hand

I know I should be happy

But you know, I just can’t

All the pretty people

Thinking that they understand

But only future knows

I still don’t know what he ment

When he told me you were dead

That kind of stuff is in my head

While disappearing in the crowd

God’s a nice man, but why did he speak so loud?

I could have have friends

But believe me in the end

They all end up dead, or disappear into society

The only thing to prevent that, is dying when you’re twenty

His girlfriend left him

And he’s my best friend

I know I should be sad

And now you know why I just can’t

(Don’t chase me, in this hopeless night

I might seem to know the road

I might seem to be a knight)

Ó Mark Lotterman 2001