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