You're getting closer,
To reaching the summit of that steeper inclination,
At whose peak,
There lies a deeper invitation,
Inside yourself,
The feeling...ooh, like solid breaths,
To drowning men,
A sustaining air within,
That's got you gloriously inclined,
Cloud nine and feeling fine,
Because you're closer, closer,
To your sought after goal,
Repiecing together the elements
That meliorate your soul,
And on the whole, You feel sublime
As time goes by, the distance, less.....
You're getting closer....closer...closer..closer.closer to happiness
To reaching the summit of that steeper inclination,
At whose peak,
There lies a deeper invitation,
Inside yourself,
The feeling...ooh, like solid breaths,
To drowning men,
A sustaining air within,
That's got you gloriously inclined,
Cloud nine and feeling fine,
Because you're closer, closer,
To your sought after goal,
Repiecing together the elements
That meliorate your soul,
And on the whole, You feel sublime
As time goes by, the distance, less.....
You're getting closer....closer...closer..closer.closer to happiness