I have followed the rainbow to find that the
Pot isn’t full of gold
I have chased after trophies of glory
I forget when I bring em home.
I will wait for the next new great
Thing that I can call my own
for a second there
I feel the happiness flare
Then it’s gone gone gone
So I’m gonna look to you
And see Your blueprints
For what I should do
And do it Your way
And choose to be happy
And then I’ll be happy
I have been like a child demanding my own brand of happiness.
When I grab for fulfillment a handful of ashes is what I get
You’d think after these mistakes
I would of learned by now.
So Lord I pray
That I don’t get my way
When I’m wrong wrong wrong
So I’m gonna look to you
And see Your blueprints
For what I should do
And do it Your way
And choose to be happy
And then I’ll be happy
You won’t be happy if your happiness
Is a product of your circumstance.
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