S-mile from gray to red,
I-nstead of staying in blue;
L-oneliness will slowly ruin the heart and soul of you.
G-o from gray to red,
A-lthough the pain is there;
L-et the sorrow fade away,
L-et not your true faith waver.
O-n November twenty-seventh, erase the woes from your head;
S-tart thinking about God's love, turn from gray to red.
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