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