Tell Myself

I think in my heart of hearts I know
That I'm already on the right path

But I think I'd be happier if only I'd know
That I'm already of the right path

That word called faith I don't know how to have it
It's all out of habit
And in short supply
That word called hope it's all I ever do
And it depends on you
And hangs by a thread
Hangs by a thread

In a perfect world
I'd tell myself
That I could do
What I wanna do

In a perfect world
I'd tell myself
That I could do
What I wanna do

If I could only look into a crystal ball
Then I might learn how to relax

And I think I could do it tho if only I'd know
That I'm already on the right path

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I don't smell the roses
Smell the roses
Smell the roses
I don't stop and smell the roses

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