Almost Happy

If I could look beyond your face
And photograph your hidden place
Would I find you smiling in the picture?

And I don't know what you want
'Cause you don't know
So what's the point of asking?

And you're almost happy
Almost content
But your head hurts

Far too many ways to go
We learn so much but never know
Where to look or when we should stop looking

And I can love the whole of you
The poetry I stole from you
And hide inside my stomach

And you're almost happy
Almost content
But your head hurts

It's easy to get lost in you
And fall asleep inside of you
I want to return to you
A reason to be here
A reason to be here

No I don't know what you want
'Cause you don't know
So what's the point of asking?

And you're almost happy
Almost content
But your head hurts

And you're almost happy
You're almost content
But your head hurts