Next Year

I sat alone again
At the place it all began
Nothing makes sense at all

I dug my soul for you
The rise and fall of lies and trues
Nothing makes sense at all

I broke my bones
I'm torn apart

Maybe the next year
I can hold you
I can find the best part of me
Maybe the next year
I can run to you bet I’ll do
Another place to be free

I'm here alone again
At the place it all went wrong
Cannot fix this with a song? (I'm calling home)

All these photographs
Framing life behind the glass
They keep fading on the wall (We cannot do anything at all)

I broke my bones
I'm torn apart

Maybe the next year
I can hold you
I can find the best part of me
Maybe the next year
I can run to you bet I’ll do
Another place to be free

Maybe the next year
I can hold you
I can find the best part of me
Maybe the next year
I can run to you bet I’ll do
Another place to be free

Maybe the next year
I can hold you
I can find the best part of me
Maybe the next year
I can run to you bet I’ll do
Another place to be free

Maybe the next year
I can hold you
I can find the best part of me
Maybe the next year
I can run to you bet I’ll do
Another place to be free