Some mornings don't turn out the way you want the to,
just pick yourself up again, it's all you can do.
Sometimes when you pick roses, you will touch a thorn,
sometimes in the book of life, a page will be torn.
Sorrow is not forever, it's just for awhile,
and when you pick the thorn from your finger, just smile.
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 7:09 AM UTC
Some mornings don't turn out the way you want the to,
just pick yourself up again, it's all you can do.
Sometimes when you pick roses, you will touch a thorn,
sometimes in the book of life, a page will be torn.
Sorrow is not forever, it's just for awhile,
and when you pick the thorn from your finger, just smile.