The Harry Connick - Being Alone lyrics

Snappy sway and I’m jealous And happy to be Mr. Sunshine’s right jealous It’s raining on me Thank you, I’m doin fine on my own I’m happy being alone Every inch in a gladys And taking all spring I ain’t gaining no status It don’t mean a thing If it’s important I’ll have to postpone I’m happy being alone The air is cold and the fire’s hot And my favorite sweater’s wool sponsored links There’s coffee brewing in my coffee pot And my message box is full Roses roaming round fences With nowhere to go Only thing making sense is Just watching them grow Don’t try to call me I’ve turned off my phone I’m happy being alone The air is cold and the fire’s hot And my favorite sweater’s wool There’s coffee brewing in my coffee pot And my message box is full Roses roaming round fences With nowhere to go Only thing making sense is Just watching them grow Don’t try to call me I’ve turned off my phone I’m happy being alone I’m happy… just being… alone