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Film at The Basement Sydney
Love across the world can be so hard to cope with. This song goes out to all the people who have loved ones around the world, especially to anyone who is fighting some senseless war. Our thoughts are with you all and your families.
Happy New Year.
She gets back a week after Christmas
And I’ll be waiting there for her when the plane gets down.
Oh I want her to need me but I’m living in fear
If I’m on my own on the day at the end then it’s clear
No Happy New Year.
No Happy New Year.
She wants a ring I give her long distance.
A tiny thread around the world that marries us.
While I melt in a heatwave she’s been slipping through snow
The sun sets on her and it rises on me lying here
No Happy New Year.
No Happy New Year.
No Regrets go on forget me
All I’ve left is the black of memory
She came back the week after Christmas
Tears across her English tan, she’d cried all the way
She said “Thank you for waiting.” I said “I never believed”
“That I’d be the one that would drag you from London to here.”
To make a Happy New Year
A Happy New Year.
A Happy New Year.
© Elliott Weston
