Next year, I’ll see you there,

Beyond the pine groves and through the forest deep

And when the sun decides to shine so bright,

I’ll awake from my slumber, my comfortable sleep

Yet, whichever month it may be;

January, March or February…

I’ll answer your call, or respond to your voice

For this word is filled with beauty, and I needn’t have a choice

And whatever problems we may face,

with family, friends or in the workplace

I’ll always be there to meet you here or where-

Today, tomorrow or next year, I’ll see you there…