There it goes again
something I need but I can’t have it.
Or is it something I want?
It’s hard to tell the difference sometimes.
I always crave what’s out of my reach.
And when I get it I’m never satisfied.
Or will I ever be fulfilled,
or with I always be chasing after cotton candy clouds?
There you go again,
someone I long to have by my side.
Or are you just another prize
in some competition I’m having with myself.
I convince myself that I’m happy
as I gather more things in my collection.
I search myself to find myself
but it always seems there’s something missing inside.
My life of possessions leaves me empty inside.
They say happiness lies in the simple things
But damned if I know what those are.
Here I go again,
trying to live in someone else’s dream.
I wish I could stop myself,
but it’s more exciting than any dream I have.
My life of possessions leaves me empty inside.
They say happiness lies in the simple things
but damned if I know what those are.
Take a look at my life,
I have everything I could ever want.
My happiness is disguised by all that I have.
We nourish our wants, neglect what we need.
We’re fooled by the life we’re creating
while deep inside we die a little more.
My life of possessions leaves me wanting for more.
They say that happiness lies in the simple things
somebody just tell me what those are.
My life of possessions leaves me empty inside.
They say happiness lies in the simple things
but damned if I know what those are.
Written by Brian & Michelle Coombes 2002 Coombes/Coombes