Diana Lawrence

Praise for the Days

come all together
come all as one
come all to celebrate
the days that are done
the days that are done, oh

praise for the beauty
praise for the truth
praise for the days of youth

all doors were open
all things could be
all days were escapades of
just wait and see
just wait and see, oh

praise for the beauty
praise for the truth
praise for the days of youth

give us no reason
give us no rhyme
only a memory
and not enough time
not enough time
not enough time, oh

praise for the singer
praise for the song
curse all the cruelty of
life gone wrong
but praise for the beauty
praise for the truth
and praise for the days of youth