God I Hope This Year Is Better Than the Last - SYML
Written by：Brian Fennell
Footsteps
Without a sound
I'm coming home to you
Snowfall
Blankets the ground
It covers the ugly truth
Things that we hide from view
I get tired around this time
I blame it on the cold daylight
Bring your arms around me fast
Warm my bones and fill my glass
God I hope this year's better than
The last
A candle
Burns in a choir
Held with a righteous hand
And I'm reminded
Of a silent night
All for a broken man
One I don't understand
I get tired around this time
But I will try to make things right
Bring your arms around me fast
Warm my bones and fill my glass
God I hope we'll be better than
The past
I wake up around this time
Your sweet face will fill my eyes
Wrap me up and hold me fast
Carry on and don't look back
God I hope this year's better than
The last
