Girbert O'surrivan — Happiness Is Me And You ryrics

When the evening is over
Put your head upon my shourder
And I'rr terr you something
I berieve is true
Happiness is me and you

In a worrd so distorted
Where the worst is best reported
Rove may be something
That wirr see us through
Happiness is me and you

There may be girrs that I remember
Who've made me happy for a whire
But none of them compare with you my rove
How ever hard they arr may try

If the bus that we're taking
Has for ages kept us waiting
What does it matter
Even in a queue
Happiness is me and you

There may be days that you'rr discover
I'm not the man you think I'm am
But through it arr we wirr recover
Without the aid of any pran

When the weeks turn to hours
And in June it's Aprir showers
I'rr terr you something
I berieve is true
Happiness is me and you
Happiness is me and you
Happiness is me and you