Friday, November 12, 2010

Next Year, Baby.

I've adored this song for years. The only difference now is that it seems a bit more descriptive of my life these days than years past.

Next Year,
Things are gonna change,
Gonna drink less beer
And start all over again

Gonna read more books
Gonna keep up with the news
Gonna learn how to cook
And spend less money on shoes

Pay my bills on time
File my mail away, everyday
Only drink the finest wine
And call my Gran every Sunday

Well Baby they come and go
Will I do any of these things?
The answers probably no

But if there's one thing, I must do,
Despite my greatest fears
I'm gonna say to you
How I've felt all of these years
Next Year

I gonna tell you, how I feel

- Jamie Cullum, Next Year, Baby

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