It's alright little darling
dry your solemn tears
tomorrow is another day
and tomorrow
will be yesterday's year
Your tears, worthy for your loss
but now it's time to stop
put your pretty head up high
with the rain, the sun you'll swap
and for every tear you've cried
your heart, I know has surely burst
but I promise you my darling
you've now come through the worst
It's alright little darling
dry your solemn tears
tomorrow is another day
and tomorrow
will be yesterday's year.
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