What should I call this happy madness
That I feel inside of me ?
Some kind of wild october gladness
That I never thought Id see
What has become of all my sadness
All my endless lonely sights ?
Where are my sorrows now ?
What happened to the frown ?
And is that self contented clown standing there
Ginning in the mirror realy me ?
Id like to run through Central Park
Carve your initials in the back of every tree
I pass for everyone to see
I feel that Ive gone back to childhood
And Im skipping through the wild wood .
So excited that I dont know what to do
What do I care if Im a juvenile ?
I smile my secret smile
Because I know the changes in me is you
What should I call this happy madness
All this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a babys bouncing toy ?
The gods are laughing far above
One of them gave a little shove
And I fell gaily , gladdy madly into love
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