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.