Happy
(Carolyn Arends)
Do I annoy you with my optimism
Am I an insult to your realism
I've got hope and just a little bit of passion
I know both those things have gone right out of fashion
So call me a rebel, you can call me a fool
I won't give up the fight, I just refuse
And I will dare to dream
I will dare to believe in something, baby
I will dare to be - happy
I will dare to be happy
Does it offend you that I've made that decision
Does it betray your sense of fatalism
Well please forgive me but I don't believe it's treason
For me to live my life like its mine for a reason
So call me Pollyanna, you can call me a child
But I will not lie down, that's not my style
And I will dare to dream
I will dare to believe in something, baby
I will dare to be - happy
I will dare to be happy
Do I annoy you with my stubborn insistence
That love can save us and I've seen its existence
I've got Jesus and a little bit of passion
I know both those things have gone right out of fashion
So you can call me crazy 'cause here's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna dare to pray the same for you
And I will dare to dream
I will dare to believe in something, baby
I will dare to be - happy
I will dare to be happy
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