作曲:Sheryl Crow,Jeff Trott
I belong
A long way from here
I put on a poncho and played for mosquitoes
And drank till I was thirsty again
We went searching through thrift store jungles
Found geronimo's rifle
Marilyn shampoo and bennie goodman's cursive pen
Well okay I made this song
I promise you I'll never give up
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
That bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad
Get down
Real low down
You listen to cold train
Derail your own train
Well who hasn't been there before
I come around
Round the hallway
Bring your comics in bed
Scrape them all of the bread
And serve your french toast again
Okay I still get stoned
I'm not the kind of boy you take home
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
That bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad
So sad
Sad
If it makes you happy
Happy
It can't be that bad
That bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad
So sad
Sad
If it makes you happy
And I'm so sad
So sad
Sad