I am too young for tears— Teach me to smile again. There will be other years; Sorrow can wait till then. Teach me to smile again. I shall be old some day— Sorrow can wait till then. Now I must have my way. I shall be old some day; Grief will be easy then. Now I must have my way— Teach me to smile again. Grief will be easy then— Then, in the after years. Teach me to smile again! I am too young for tears.
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