You must live to find love, and you try many timesBut your heart is still young, and the true love you'll findYou think the true love, your first love is loveBut the time will come, when the feeling will passPass like the leaves on a windy day, pass like the clouds after rainSo brush away every tiny tear, you will shine againYou don't cry my young boy, alwaysYou don't cry my young boy, alwaysAlways think of tomorrow, one day you'll look backAnd be glad for the sorrowOh yes, oh yes, your life has just begunYou find yourself another manSo brush away all those tiny tears, your love will shine againDon't cry, don't cryAlways think of tomorrowOne day you'll look backAnd be glad for the sorrowAnd gain strength from the sorrowIf you don't think of tomorrowDon't think of tomorrowDon't think of yesterdayThe past is just an illusionThe future is just an illusionThe past is just mass confusionNow is all that's realYou bring the past upNot even the presentAnd you look at it nowThrough all of your confusionThrough all your confusion you see an illusionThe future is a dreamThe future is never what you may seemIt's a dream, it doesn't seem like it should seem to be rather than beSeem to be rather than beBe rather than seem to beSeem to rather than beRather than seem to be