Some people say I'm a happy guy
Just don't call home and ask my wife
Some things in life are best left be
And it might be best if you don't know me

Like everyone else I have my faults
That I share for free no matter the cost
Happy go lucky is mostly my mood
Then I get home to a change of attitude

To me it is a mystery
How I treat the ones I love is hard to believe
Should they not be the ones I give the most
My joy, my laughter, my heart, my soul

Searching for answers to questions of wonder why
I treat those I love the most, the way I do in life