New Years, Last Year

this time last year it was New Years day
and I woke up looking at your face
and I sat there wanting you to hold me
because winter chills the bone so coldly
then summer came and it was warm
and you and I began to form
but with the coming of the fall
you and I became nothing at all
come this winter and something's missing

this time last year it was New Years day

and I woke up looking at your face

and I sat there wanting you to hold me

because winter chills the bone so coldly

then summer came and it was warm

and you and I began to form

but with the coming of the fall

you and I became nothing at all

come this winter and something's missing

New Years and its champagne I'm kissing

three days pass and I'm stuck in the mood

all I can think of is how I miss you

you denied all my affection

and a flower dies without attention

that night I wondered, unbelievably 

if there was the possibility you were thinking of me

It's like the cookies got moved up just a tad

and thinking of you just makes me sad

the wind makes even the trees bend

I just can't wait for winter to end.

The End

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