I like to sit up here after supper and listen to the sounds of the night, but somehow something seems to be missing. In my opinion, that was exactly what was needed. I'm so happy. That little red-headed girl dropped her pencil. It's got teeth marks all over it. She nibbles her pencil. She's human! Gosh, it hasn't been such a bad day after all. Happiness is finding a pencil, pizza with sausage, telling the time. Happiness is learning to whistle, tying your shoe for the very first time. Happiness is playing the drum in your own school band. Happiness is walking hand in hand. Happiness is two kinds of ice cream, knowing a secret, climbing a tree. Happiness is five different crayons, catching a firefly, setting him free. Happiness is being alone every now and then. And happiness is coming home again. Happiness is morning and evening, daytime and nighttime too. For happiness is anyone and anything at all that's loved by you. Happiness is having a sister, sharing a sandwich, getting along. Happiness is singing together when day is through. And happiness is those who sing with you. Happiness is morning and evening, daytime and nighttime too. For happiness is anyone and anything at all that's loved by you. You're a good man, Charlie Brown. You're a good man, Charlie Brown.