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.