MAYBE NEXT YEAR



When you turn on the radio

You hear the cheerful sound

Of Christmas carols old and new

Sung out loud



When you look around

You can see the decors, Hanging bright

People in panic but smiling

Rushing around, laughing out loud



It's not the best of times to say

We're better off apart

It's not the best of times to tell

The people we both love

That it's over

That it's over



CHORUS:

But since this is the season of cheer

We'll just brush away our tears

And go on our way pretending

That we're together still

We'll tell tem tomorrow

Or may be another day

Maybe we won't have to say a single thing

Maybe next year we'll say hello again

Instead of goodbye