Joy (Sweden)
(undecided)
Simple, it's not so simple.
It drives me crazy.
I'm a wreck

Simple, it should be simple,
but it won't be until I rest.

Your head aches when life hits you.
You won't see it coming.
You won't know what to do.

Don't you fret and don't you cry.
Just keep your eyes fixed on clear blue skies

Stride down streets and radiate love.
Soon the clouds will clear and lighten your world.