As we search for ways to live,
Learn just how much to give,
Wait for true love to come,
And try not to come undone.
All the time I try to smile,
Knowing that all the while,
I'm not feeling like I should,
This feeling's misunderstood.
In the Pursuits of Happiness,
We lead our lives, Through years of distress.
In the Pursuits of Happiness,
We lead our lives, Through years of distress.
Now we race through hectic days,
A world that offers many ways,
Sample pleasures all we can,
Thinking we've got a plan.
Time goes by and soon I find,
A constant race -I run behind,
Pleasures changing constantly,
Nothing seems to be for me.
What's this all for,
and why do I want it?
Seems we suffer as we learn,
Changing course at every turn.
Chasing that elusive thing,
Never happy in what life brings.
I'm still young in many ways,
Searching each and every day,
Deep within I hope to find,
How to live, and not lose my mind.
DADA (c) 1987 - Dadras, Dadras, Dadras (ASCAP)