I know the season’s got us coming undone in the wind,
But would you like to start it over?
We’ve got our reasons, I won’t ask if you don’t tell.
At least it can’t get any colder.
Now the ground outside is 10 below,
But until you say you’ll stay, I’ve gotta know:
Was this past year as good as you had hoped it would be,
Or could you not sink any lower?
For just one night, can we act like nothing will change?
Let’s pretend we’re not getting any older.
All the friends that we call family will be here,
And I’ll leave better than you found me for next year.