Dont need much to be happy Four walls and a roof overhead Books and food in my belly Cool sheets upon the bed A fire that warms up December The sound of a thaw in the eaves Sometimes its hard to remember How tough we are to please All in good time Somehow I find Days that still shine with light All in good stead Im safe and Im fed With dreams in my head Good night The feel of my hand being taken Driving at night all alone
The breeze on a warm summer evening And coming home All in good time Somehow you find Days that still shine with light All in good stead Youre safe and youre fed With dreams in your head Good night Dont need much to be happy A friend to soften a fall And something to show for my labors After all I had to learn to be grateful I had to learn how to see Mistakes that might have proved fatal Are gifts I now receive