Lyrics Happy Home - Hedegaard, Broiler, Lukas Graham

Happy Home

Mama called about the paper, turns out they wrote about me
Now my broken heart’s the only thing that’s broke about me
So many people should have seen what we got going on
I only wanna put my heart and my life in songs
Writing about the pain I felt with my daddy gone
About the emptiness I felt when I sat alone
About the happiness I feel when I sing it loud
He should have heard the noise we made with that happy crowd
Did my granddaddy know he taught me what a poem was?
How you can use a sentence or just a simple pause
What will I say when my kids ask me who my daddy was?
I thought about it for a while and I’m at a loss
Knowing that I’m gonna live my whole life without him
I found out a lot of things I never knew about him
All I know is that I’ll never really be alone
'Cause we gotta lot of love and a happy home
Magazines are writing stuff but I don’t ever read them
Some of the folks I used to know would see and start believing
That I would pass them by on streets and never reach to greet them
I still remember folks even though I rarely meet them
Don’t you know I miss the times when we used to hang?
Before twenty deep depended on a single man
Before a single heart was broken by a single blow
Before all our careers depended on a single show
I grew up with a lot of love in a happy home
Now I got a lot of cash and I’m on the road
I realize privacy’s becoming difficult
It’s alright now, but what about when I’m old?
I know my good friends, now they’ll last
The same ones that stood by me when my daddy passed
All I know is that we’ll never really be alone
'Cause we got a lot of love and a happy home
I write a lot of songs, will anybody ever read them?
You hear them on the radio, but will you really read them?
Why do we have our idols and why do we wanna be them?
After we see them on TV we really wanna meet them
Don’t you think they miss the times when they used to hang?
Before a fan base depended on a single man
Before a single heart was broken by a single show
Who’s gonna stand, who’s gonna fall, I really wanna know
I grew up with a lot of love in a happy home
My daddy used to play me vinyl but now daddy’s gone
I used to practice with my mommy on the piano
I still get nervous every time I know she’s at a show
Now my family comes first before everyone
I had the perfect dad, I wanna be the perfect son
Though I really feel sometimes I am on my own
I know I got a lot of love and a happy home