Happiness is red.
It sounds like the laughter of delighted children.
It feels like the summer sun keeping you warm.
It tastes like an apple pie freshly baked.
It smells like roses in full bloom.
Happiness is red.
Happiness is red.
It sounds like the laughter of delighted children.
It feels like the summer sun keeping you warm.
It tastes like an apple pie freshly baked.
It smells like roses in full bloom.
Happiness is red.