"Hello old friends There's really nothing new to say But the old old story bears repeating And the plain old truth grows dearer every day When you find something worth believing Well that's a joy that nothin' could take away And so we meet again After all these many years Did we sow the seeds we're reaping Now that the harvest calls us here It seems that love blooms out of season And much joy can blossom from many tears So old friends you must forget what you had to forgive And let love be stronger than the feelings That rage and run beneath the bridge Knowin' morning follows evening Makes each new day come as a gift"