New Years Project - Mayday Parade

Your hands didn’t move

But neither did mine

New Year’s will bring

So much to say

But nothing comes out right

Both of us left without words

Both of us lost in this world

It’s softer than ever before

And you were the outline

Of everything you would become

The keeper of these hands

To hold you now

It is a far cry

More than anything that I deserve

I’m waiting to give you whatever the world may bring

I’d give you my life cause I don’t own anything

It seemed like the bottom was all that I had until now

I’d give you my life, if you’d give me yours somehow

Your hands didn’t move

Well, neither did mine

New Year’s

Will bring

Me to you

I’m waiting to give you whatever the world may bring

I’d give you my life cause I don’t own anything

It seems like the bottle was all that I had until now

I’d give you my life, if you’d give me yours somehow