Now I know new year's
Is about new beginnings
But as the sun rose
I found myself
Missing you
Drinking old whiskey
Listening to our old songs
Hearing the old promises
Your voice in my ear
Your hands on my skin
I went to bed alone on this new day
Not looking ahead to new beginnings
But With my hand holding yours
in the past
I don't dwell on the past.
I don't miss things long gone.
But you always felt like home.
Home was where I wanted to be
Home felt like a good place to start
A new year.
I hope this year I will find my hand to hold
I hope I don't miss you when I do.
I hope you don't miss me.