The Happy Madness - Diana Panton

What should I call this happy madness

That I feel inside of me

Some kind of wild October gladness

That I never thought I'd see

What has become of all my sadness

All my endless lonely sighs

Where are my sorrows now

What happened to the frown and

Is that self contented clown

Standing there grinning in the mirror really me

I'd like to run through Central Park

Carve your initials in the bark

Of every tree I pass for every one to see

I feel that I've gone back to childhood

And I'm skipping through the wild wood

So excited that I don't know what to do

What do I care if I'm a juvenile I smile

My secret little smile

Because I know the change in me is you

What should I call this happy madness

All this unexpected joy

That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy

The god's are laughing far above

One of them gave a little shove

And I fell gaily gladly madly into love

I feel that I've gone back to childhood

And I'm skipping through the wild wood

So excited that I don't know what to do

What do I care if I'm a juvenile

I smile my secret little smile

Because I know the change in me is you

What should I call this happy

Madness all this unexpected joy

That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy

The god's are laughing far above

One of them gave a little shove

And I fell gaily gladly madly into love