This Will Be My Year

Thursday's crush is a Friday night rush, and a Monday morning cry

It's the tail that you keep chasing, and it gets away every time

New Years Eve, and it's hard to believe another Zodiac's gone around

While you drank yourself high on hoping and watched the ceiling spin from the ground

Counting down from 10, it's time to make your annual prayer

Secret Santa in the sky when will I get my share

Then you tell yourself (tell yourself)

What you want to hear (want to hear)

'Cause you have to believe

This will be my year

This will be my year

Pound your fist and cross it off your list, but you know you're not that strong

When the man at the stop light catches you singing along to a brand new song

Well, maybe, it's trash or the overnight smash that brings a ship crashing through your wall

So, you can make your grand departure from a world getting way too small

One wheel in the ditch another spinning in the air

Put your pedal down to the floorboards, but you're not getting anywhere

Then you tell yourself (tell yourself)

What you want to hear (want to hear)

But you have to believe

This will be my year

This will be my year

This will be my year

This will be my year, oh