Next Year

Caught a glare, rear-view mirror
Tomorrow’s closer than it appears
Polaroid on the dash
Man, don’t it all fade fast?
All the shoulda-done's never did
Shoulda called when I didn’t
Always time, but there isn’t
Wish I woulda known back then
Sent a note to myself saying something 'bout living
Living in the moment
Time slipping, tryna hold it
What if these are the gold old days right here?
I don’t wanna hear me say «next year» next year
Maybe if I woulda took my phone and shut it off
I wish we woulda just talked
And every year since you left
I’ll pray this one hurts less
All the shoulda-done's never did
Shoulda called when I didn’t
Always time, but there isn’t
Wish I woulda known back then
Sent a note to myself saying something 'bout living
Living in the moment
Time slipping, tryna hold it
What if these are the gold old days right here?
I don’t wanna hear me say «next year» next year
The hellos and goodbyes, the lows and the highs
Don’t want no regrets, but I got 'em
Happens in a blink quicker than you think
Sure as spring turns to summer turns to autumn
Living in the moment
Time slipping, tryna hold it
What if these are the gold old days right here?
I don’t wanna hear me say «next year» next year
Living in the moment
Time slipping, tryna hold it
What if these are the gold old days right here?
I don’t wanna hear me say «next year» next year
I don’t wanna hear me say «next year» next year