Speaking Of Happiness Lyrics - Gloria Lynne

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Speaking of happiness
You never thought of mine
Mentioning loneliness
I feel lonely all the time

You loved this one. Used to sing it all the time. There was that time you sang it seven times in a row. I threw a cushion at you in exasperation. You caught it, laughing. Wish I could hear that bloody laugh again.

Ever since you went away
After swearing we would never part
There was nothing I could say
Who could talk with a broken heart

You bloody swore we'd be together always. But they always sodding well leave me. Always.

Speaking of happiness
Why did it have to leave
Speaking of faithlessness
Why couldn't you just believe

The surface of the wall's cool underneath my fingers. You said you liked how my skin was cool to the touch. Balm to the soul. Bollocks. You were just as fiery as you ever were. No matter how much I touched you.

I love you so very much
How could anything really go wrong
With the magic of your touch

And your love to keep me strong

My mind's full of images of you. Dancing in moonlight. Lit by candlelight and street lights. Any light made you beautiful. But you could see by your smiles; those things used to light up the whole bloody room.

Speaking of happiness
Where did it ever go
Did it leave with your caress
And the tenderness I used to know

Your touch drove me crazy. Left burn marks across my skin; fire to my ice. It was like that even after you got turned by my ponce of a sire and your skin cooled down. He was stupid enough to leave you once, and you knew I'd never do that. But you left me all the same, for all your promises.

Or is it right before my eyes
Like a blessing in the skies
Speaking of happiness
Why don't we try it one more time

Thought we'd have forever. Wasn't nearly long enough for me. And your sunshine's not in my life anymore.

Speaking of happiness
Why don't we try it one more time

I sink down onto the floor, bury my head in my hands.

Speaking of happiness

Christ, Buffy. Why'd you have to die?

CD player slows to a halt.

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