REMEMBER.
In your sunny hours rememberSummer days soon come and go;And a mournful, sad NovemberAll too soon this truth will show.In your darkest hours remember,Every cloud is silver lined,And though life’s oft like December,Still there lurks the Spring behind.
In your sunny hours rememberSummer days soon come and go;And a mournful, sad NovemberAll too soon this truth will show.In your darkest hours remember,Every cloud is silver lined,And though life’s oft like December,Still there lurks the Spring behind.
In your sunny hours rememberSummer days soon come and go;And a mournful, sad NovemberAll too soon this truth will show.
In your sunny hours remember
Summer days soon come and go;
And a mournful, sad November
All too soon this truth will show.
In your darkest hours remember,Every cloud is silver lined,And though life’s oft like December,Still there lurks the Spring behind.
In your darkest hours remember,
Every cloud is silver lined,
And though life’s oft like December,
Still there lurks the Spring behind.