Pictures on the bookshelf, writings on the wall,
Jacket's hung on the back of a chair at the end of the hall;
Nothing on the TV, but that's nothing new I guess,
Me, I'm stuck in a scene somewhere in between love and happiness.
Keys are on the table, car is in the drive,
I could go out on the town, but I'm too scared to go outside;
All my friends they coax me, but I don't need the stress,
Of being pushed and shoved on the corner of love and happiness.
All the stars in heaven right where they ought to be,
I keep making wishes, but they won't align for me;
It's all such a gamble, a little more or less,
But if the fates are kind, then you might find love and happiness.
Yes, if the fates are kind, then you might just find love and happiness.