Here’s a health to the future
A sigh for the past;
We can love and remember,
and hope to the last,
And for all the base lies
That the almanacs hold
While there’s love in the heart,
We can never grow old.

Here’s a health to the future
A sigh for the past;
We can love and remember,
and hope to the last,
And for all the base lies
That the almanacs hold
While there’s love in the heart,
We can never grow old.
