I'm sorry, but you've come to the wrong house.
The flowers that you have are for someone who's happy,
But I know who those flowers are for.
Someone sends her flowers each evening,
And happiness lives next door.
And her young heart is flooded with joy. To happiness, who lives next door.
So don't keep her waiting, deliver the flowers,
The only one who would send flowers to me,
Is gone to return no more.
But there's some consolation to know someone is happy, Instrumental break.
The only one who would send flowers to me,
And happiness lives next door.
But there's some consolation to know someone is happy,
Is gone to return no more.
And happiness lives next door.
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