She's 22

She’s 22, and she’s loving you

And you’ll never know how it makes me blue,

Does she make you happy?

I’m holding on, to a thing that’s wrong

Cause we don’t belong,

You like my songs and it makes me happy

Does she make you happy?

You can throw away, every word I say

I’m standing still, on this hidden hill,

And I’m looking around for the right way down,

To your distant valley,

Your flowers grow, in the frozen snow

And I’d like to know is it all a show,

Are you really happy?

Cause you can throw away, every word I say

You just throw away