New Year’s Eve

New Year's Eve - Jim Cuddy

I came down the stairs

And saw you standing there

Looking across the crowded room

And crying running your fingers

Through your hair

And Auld Lang Syne was playing

People singing sorrow

From the year that has gone

And I'm still fooling myself

I keep holding on

There were so many nights

When we lay as close as thieves

Lying on the bed together laughing

I'd feel your breath upon my cheek

But it all comes down to this

One look into your eyes

Tells me something has gone

I must be out of my mind

I keep holding on

All my life I've known

Things must change

Find a way of their own

History rolls along so slow

We never notice where it's going

I go out at night

To waste a little time

People ask me how I'm doing now

I say I'm doing fine

But Auld Lang Syne will ring

As people sing the sorrows

From the years that linger on

Will I still be fooling myself

Will I still be fooling myself

Will I still be fooling myself

Still be holding on