Spare a thought for me
Because I see the things that you don't see
And that can make things hard
Because your ignorance is bliss
Sometimes I wish
I could be just like you
Sometimes I wish
I could be just like you
Happy in your blindness
Happy in your youth
So when I doubt it all
I am comforted by looking in your eyes
So beautful and blind and your lips
So pretty and so dumb
Happy in your blindness
Happy in your youth
So numb, so dumb
So deaf to the truth
So numb, so dumb, so
Could you teach me
To be happy?
Could you teach me
To be you?
Could you teach me
To be happy?
Could you teach me
To be you?
Happy in your blindness
Happy in your youth
