Carry me over the threshold of home
into the future of life together.
Oh, Let me no more in loneliness roam
through wearisome roads and stormy weather.
For the road remains weary, rain still falls.
These burdens we've carried did not lighten;
but side by side we can handle it all,
and the thunderous storms do not frighten.
Please do not think this is a one way street.
That you must always be the one that's strong.
Not all days, but in the middle we meet,
fifty- fifty averaged our life long.
Take me in your arms, through the door, please do,
Then let's go back, and I will carry you!
The little town known as Feels So Good.
Was a jolly little village hidden deep in the woods.
The people there would never go to sleep.
Hidden back in the woods so deep.
They never got big they never ever grew.
They averaged in height about an inch or two.
Mostly all they did was run and play.
That’s what made Feels So Good, so good they say.
The sun always shines it never gets dark.
Another reason they’re happy, happy as a lark
Their sky is always blue, and that’s the only blue to be found.
Happy thoughts and smiles they pass all around.
If you’re ever down their way just do as I say.
Take a sip of their water and get ready to play.
You feel yourself shrinking but it feels so fine.
So you can run and play in their warm sunshine.
Well I guess I better go and take me a sip.
Then I can run and play hop, skippity, skip.
Goodbye for now but you’re welcome to come down.
And join us in this merry little town.