Lyrics Next Year - The Ghost of Paul Revere

Next Year

I always wished that I would be a painter
So I could show the world just how I see
But my hand it does fight cuz the colors ain’t right
At least they never are to me
And if you want me, honey
Tell me you don’t love me
And I’ll be yours this time next year
Yeah
Next year
Yeah
I always hoped that I could be a hero
Idolized on the silver screen
But how many lovers have I left running
Knowing no valor just fear
And if you want me, honey
Tell me you don’t love me
And I’ll be yours this time next year
Yeah
Next year
Yeah
I’ve always liked the words that best describe me
Like a song that’s out of key
Though the melody’s wrong, but you keep singing on
Cuz no one told you which line to believe
And if you want me, honey
Tell me you don’t love me
And I’ll be yours this time next year
Yeah
Next year
Yeah
And I don’t feel nothing at all
I don’t feel nothing at all