This year has been lonely and empty, Just like the others before. But somehow I keep holding on, In the hope that you'll walk through my door. I know that it seems kinda crazy, This dream I dream each day. But I just keep thinking you're lost, And that tomorrow you'll find your way. This hollow empty feeling That I carry in my chest, Is starting to wear me down, But I swear I'm doing my best. It's hard, you know, Holding on to this desire. When I have no one to share it with, It's an all consuming fire. Still, the minutes are ticking down, To the promise of another year. And I pray that before it's over, I'll finally be holding you near. So, whoever you are, I want you to know, That this pain is never enough, If that's what it takes to hold you, I suffer it gladly for love.