There isn't much to say,
The year edges to the end,
The new year beckons,
What could be different?
Shall I in the new year,
Have you at long last?
As my suffering stretches,
To its tenth year of tears.
I pray to have you in my arms,
Every day and every night,
How shall a new year change,
Change all the tears I have cried?
New year's eve changes to new years,
By the one thing that always happens,
It all changes with a simple tomorrow,
Maybe tomorrow I'll see your eyes?
Maybe tomorrow I would see you,
Maybe tomorrow, hear your voice,
Maybe tomorrow, my tears will dry,
Maybe tomorrow, my pain will die.
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