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Next Year

from Analog Soul by Dave Laurence

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She dances on the hilltop catching snowflakes on her tongue,
It’s the first snow of the year.
Her happy, restless spirit serves to keep me ever young,
How I wish that she were here.
She says, Baby, we’ll do what must be done,
It won’t be long until the day,
I’ll have you in my arms for every setting sun,
You and I all the way.

Next year, we’re gonna be together, baby,
Right here, we’ll talk about forever,
While we have Thanksgiving dinner in our cozy old apartment,
We’ll be home.

I feel her passion run through the darkest night,
It’s so hard to be away.
She says I love you, and I know I’ll be all right,
I’ll live to face another day.
Now it’s Christmas, and I feel so very fine,
She sends her love across the miles,
Sealed with a kiss in the card that says she’s mine,
It won’t be long now, just a while.

Next year, we’re gonna be together, baby,
Right here, I’ll promise you forever,
While we have a blessed Christmas with my ring around your finger,
We’ll be home. please come home.

Soon came the springtime, when everything is new,
and we all begin again.
But in the springtime, a young girl’s fancy
turns to thoughts of other men.
Maybe the distance or too much time apart,
led the girl to wander on,
All I know is that she and my heart are both gone.

I still wonder just who it was she found,
and why I don’t know anything.
But she has my heart, and to her I am bound,
What do I do with this ring?

Next year, we’re gonna be together,
But I’m still here, waiting for forever,
While I have Thanksgiving dinner in this big old lonely house,
So alone, so alone.

She dances on the hilltop catching snowflakes on her tongue,
It’s the first snow of the year.

Copyright © 2013 David L. Laurence (BMI). ​​Used by permission. All rights reserved.

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from Analog Soul, released March 30, 2015

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Dave Laurence Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

Folksy, but rock solid. Soft with a hard edge. Eclectic, yet familiar. Unpretentious, but confident. Buys his stage clothes in thrift shops.

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