it s new year s eve and i m full of empty promises i half pretend to keep this time just like last year the band is loud and i m wandering in the shadows wishing i was never here i persevere a crowded room these whitewashed tombs they raise their glasses high they kiss the past goodbye this new year s eve i m waiting for tomorrow my heart is on my sleeve and yes i still believe this new year s eve will turn out better than before i m holding on still holding out until they close the door on me it s new year s eve and i feel my insecurities are haunting me like ghosts this sinking quicksand and then with thunderous praise and lofty adoration a second passes by yet nothing changes i hate my skin this grave i m standing in another change of years and i wish i wasn t here this new year s eve i m waiting for tomorrow my heart is on my sleeve and yes i still believe this new year s eve will turn out better than before i m holding on still holding out until they close the door on me a year goes by and i m staring at my watch again and i dig deep this time for something greater than i ve ever been fife to ancient wineskins and i was blind but now i see this new year s eve something must change me inside i m crooked and misguided and tired of being tired this new year s eve i m waiting for tomorrow my heart is on my sleeve and yes i still believe in you music dennis and reese words reese