Last edited by asasas; 06-22-2011 at 02:11 PM.
What's the point of hurrying up, when you don't know where to go?
I'd rather sit down on a bench
What's the point of getting stressed, when you don't know how to go there?
I would never rather be a grown-up (not sure about this one, the French lyrics are a bit weird)
I take the time to go and drown all of your misfortunes
When I come on time
What's the point of looking for something when you can't find it
I'd rather have you happy
What's the point of keeping everything when you have to forget
I'd rather be moving on
I take the time to go and drown all of your misfortunes
When I come on time
I take the time to go and drown all of your misfortunes
When I come on time
I'm walking by under your nose all year long
Ladies and gentlemen, I am the Happiness