January

After all the streets go quiet

Walk along the bridge in silence

I feel like a desert island

Waiting to be found

Good times will come

In January

They've been a stranger to me

Good times will come

In January

I'll meet you on New Years Eve

I see the lights go out through the shutters

I see reflected stars in the gutters

I feel like a childless mother

Waiting to be loved

Good times will come

In January

They've been a stranger to me

Good times will come

In January

I'll meet you on New Years Eve

New Years Eve

I want to tell you on New Years Eve

I want to tell you on New Years Eve

I want to tell you how I feel

Good times will come

In January

They've been a stranger to me

Good times will come

In January

I'll meet you on New Years Eve

New Years Eve