The Best Is yet to Come

Once I was a man of fortune Lived my life with pearls and gold Had my time with wine and roses I never thought of getting old Time went by and I got wiser Loved and lost, along the way I found the meaning of forgiveness Pardoned enemies and prey When it rains, I look for rainbows When it's dark, I see the stars Call me a dreamer, call me naive I will always say, the best is yet to come Call me a simple man, call me naive On my dying bed I'll say, the best is yet to come Many times, I feel like screaming Bang my head against the wall Watch my luck run through my fingers Losing faith in all Then I close my eyes in silence Feel the spirit, that I crave April showers, bring May flowers Growing on my grave When it rains, I look for rainbows When it's dark, I see the stars Call me a dreamer, call me naive I will always say the best is yet to come Call me a simple man, call me naive On my dying bed I'll say, the best is yet to come The best is yet to come The best is yet to come When it rains, I look for rainbows When it's dark, I see the stars On my dying bed I'll say, the best is yet to come On my dying bed I'll say The best is yet to come