| Turning back, looking through photographs
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| Of all the memories that we’ve made
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| We draw the lines, until they intertwine
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| Tie around the mess we’ve made
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| We hope it unwinds
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| All in good time
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| And if you wanna see my face
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| I’ll be here on New Year’s Day
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| To pray the night won’t end us
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| And the morning sun still blesses us
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| Another song to play
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| And maybe if the music stays
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| We’ll dance around the past until
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| The only thing that’s left is New Year’s Day
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| Candle light
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| Gather around tonight
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| The calm before the big parade
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| I’m falling now
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| I’m melting into the ground
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| Then your voice calls out my name
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| And time’s just a flame
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| That burns 'til it fades
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| And if you wanna see my face
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| I’ll be here on New Year’s Day
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| To pray the night won’t end us
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| And the morning sun still blesses us
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| Another song to play
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| And maybe if the music stays
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| We’ll dance around the past until
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| The only thing that’s left is New Year’s Day
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| And we’ll raise a glass to every new sunrise
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| And the love that still survives
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| But if you wanna see my face
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| I’ll be here on New Year’s Day
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| To pray the night won’t end us
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| And the morning sun still blesses us
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| Another song to play
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| And maybe if the music stays
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| We’ll dance around the past until
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| The only thing that’s left is New Year’s Day |