Different This Year
I thought things might be different this year
I've been falling behind and stacking up sins
Damn it I'm tired of waiting on wins
Gaining speed across Eight
Driving into the sun
My stitches are tight
And I'm coming undone
I thought things might be different this year
Sun-bleached halo bouncing left and right
Keeping time on the ride driving into the night
I'm running on fumes in my nineties Ford
I'm borrowing grace that I can't afford
I thought things might be different this year
Sometimes the winds ain't blowing your way
I will dare meet me any place
And I welcome a hint from whatever heaven
Mary you're looking down from
I can confirm I'm not perfect
But I still want your love
Smoke hung in the air we didn't care back then
Saw a blue dress beckon like an old new friend
I got my boots by the door shine them up and ship me out
They tell me they're proud so I hide my doubts
I thought things might be different
And all the time
The wins ain't going your way
I will dare meet me any place
I welcome a hint from whatever heaven
Mary you're looking down is this all in my head
I can confirm I'm not perfect
But I still want your love
Hell I'll take anything you've got
I thought things might be different this year
Hit me with the truth
For a hint
From some heaven
Mary does it look any different up there
I've been falling behind and stacking up sins
Damn it I'm tired of waiting on wins
Gaining speed across Eight
Driving into the sun
My stitches are tight
And I'm coming undone
I thought things might be different this year
Sun-bleached halo bouncing left and right
Keeping time on the ride driving into the night
I'm running on fumes in my nineties Ford
I'm borrowing grace that I can't afford
I thought things might be different this year
Sometimes the winds ain't blowing your way
I will dare meet me any place
And I welcome a hint from whatever heaven
Mary you're looking down from
I can confirm I'm not perfect
But I still want your love
Smoke hung in the air we didn't care back then
Saw a blue dress beckon like an old new friend
I got my boots by the door shine them up and ship me out
They tell me they're proud so I hide my doubts
I thought things might be different
And all the time
The wins ain't going your way
I will dare meet me any place
I welcome a hint from whatever heaven
Mary you're looking down is this all in my head
I can confirm I'm not perfect
But I still want your love
Hell I'll take anything you've got
I thought things might be different this year
Hit me with the truth
For a hint
From some heaven
Mary does it look any different up there
Credits
Writer(s): Bob Zammit
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