It’s quiet
Quite quiet
But the song on my radio
Is humming soft and sweet
Tomorrow is gray
Yesterday was black
But today is just a day
And so I’ll push it all away
Push it back
Trouble of tomorrow
It’s got enough of its own
And so does today
All in all
I can’t complain
Ukulele twangs
I listen and hear
And all the things I think
Just want to disappear
But life goes on
And I still love you.
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