It's New Year's Eve and I'm full of empty promises
I half pretend to keep this time
Just like last year

The band is loud and I'm wandering in the shadows
Wishing I was never here
I persevere

A crowded room
These whitewashed tombs
They raise their glasses high
They kiss the past goodbye

This New Year's Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow
My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe
This New Year's Eve, will turn out better than before
I'm holding on, still holding out
Until they close the door... on me

It's New Year's Eve and I feel my insecurities
Are haunting me like ghosts, this sinking quicksand
And then with thunderous praise and lofty adoration
A second passes by, yet nothing changes

I hate my skin
This grave I'm standing in
Another change of years
And I wish I wasn't here
This New Year's Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow
My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe
This New Year's Eve, will turn out better than before
I'm holding on, still holding out
Until they close the door... on me

A year goes by and I'm staring at my watch again
And I dig deep this time
For something greater than I've ever been
Fife to ancient wineskins. And I was blind but now I see

This New Year's Eve, something must change me inside
I'm crooked and misguided, and tired of being tired
This New Year's Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow
My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe, in You

Music: Dennis and Reese
Words: Reese