When the evening is over, put your head upon my shoulderAnd I'll tell you something I believe is trueHappiness is me and youIn a world so distortedWhere the worst is best reportedLove may be the only thing I knowThere may be something that will see us throughHappiness is me and youThere may be girls that I'll rememberWho've made me happy for a whileBut none of them compare with you, my loveHowever hard they all may tryIf the bus that we're takingHas for ages kept us waitingWhat does it matter?Even in a cubeHappiness is meAnd youThere may be days when you'll discoverI'm not the man you think I amBut through it all we will recoverWithout the aid of any planWhen the weeks turn to hoursAnd in June it's April showersI'll tell you something I believe is trueHappiness is me and youHappiness is me and youAnd youHappiness is me and you