Last night we were making love,
And you made me feel like I was part of heaven above,
But I could tell when we finished,
Something was bothering you.

And you told me it was nothing just to leave it alone,
But I care about you baby and I wanted to know,
So with a tad of tender torture,
You finally told me the truth.

Said you really love my music I should have no doubt,
But just who the hell are all the girls I’m singing about?
And if we fell apart tomorrow,
Would you become one too?

I’ll admit I wrote a song or two ‘bout love on the skids,
And the women I avoided or I wished that I did,
Or the unrequited passion,
That hit me out of the blue.

But if you stick with me long enough, I just might,

Write myself a happy love song for you,
Write myself a happy love song for you,
Write myself a happy love song about the sweet endearing things you do,
Write myself a happy love song for you.

But the happy songs I write are mostly fantasy,
Or the lovin’ that I’m hoping for eventually,
Or the one week I pretended,
I didn’t know what I knew.

And it’s easier to write about my broken heart,
Or a song about the demons tryin’ to tear me apart,
Cause I’m scared that who I’m holding,
Is just too good to be true.

But when we wake up tomorrow, I just might,

Write myself a happy love song for you,
Write myself a happy love song for you,
Write myself a happy love song about the trancendental things you do,
Write myself a happy love song for you.

And if you won’t be satisfied,
When I share all the love inside,
And how you’re lighting up my life,
I might ask you you to be my wife!

But first I’ll ..

Write myself a happy love song for you,
Write myself a happy love song for you,
Write myself a happy love song about the batshit crazy things you do,
Write myself a happy love song for you.

A man always sleeps he can forget how to walk,
If he never says a word he might forget how to talk,
And if he never puts his hand out,
He can forget what is real.

I’m a little out of practice at making things last,
Trying to ignore the train wrecks of my recent past,
If a love can last forever,
I wouldn’t recognize how it feels.

And while we’re on the subject, I think I’ll,

Write myself a happy love song for you,
Write myself a happy love song for you,
Write myself a happy love song about the tender kinky things you do,
Write myself a happy love song for you.