Publisher's Synopsis
I've shut the door on yesterday, It sorrows and mistakes; I've locked within its gloomy walls Past failures and heartaches And now I throw the key away To seek another room And furnish it with hope and smiles, And every springtime bloom. No thought shall enter this abode That has a hint of pain, And every malice and distrust Shall never therein reign. I've shut the door on yesterday And thrown the key away- Tomorrow holds no doubt for me, Since I have found today.
