New year's Eve has come again
like it had come to my lane
every year with its beauty and grace
New year's Eve is another dress,
the chill in the air is like a song
it sings for me only happiness
yes, I know there's sadness around
but how can I forget Your bless?
it was You who told me soft
life is just a choice one makes
and now that I have chosen to write
make me wear Your snowy flakes,
I would be then that grand old man
and would sing a song for you
you would sit beside the fireplace
and tell me your worldly view,
how you struggled with your life
how it hurt when you lost your way
how once you thought of taking a dive
into the dark , from a long long quay,
then you would tell me about your love
Love that shone like a star lit sky
and you would tell me how with doves
you chose to bid your nights goodbye,
I would then talk about mine,
a traveler with only the wish to write
I would tell you how Auld Lang Syne
gave me oft those fanciful flights,
I would sing for you and all
I would sing the New Year's Eve
you would say then 'we are blessed'
and I would say 'come, let's live'.