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.
