Smile and Sigh,
Smile and Sigh
The good times will never pass me by
Because I’m always ready with a smile at my side,
Even when I know I’ll have to smile, then sigh
No, I’m not fooling myself,
I know times aren’t often good,
I just lie to myself
I do what any good optomist would
Yes, I know the good is rare,
But that’s for what I prepare
I never anticipate trouble,
Or worry about the unlikely
Instead I keep in the sunlight
With a smile forever at my side
That way happiness can find me