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Sometimes it felt that I was swimming against the flow
If I could swim at all
And often I needed something to lean upon
But it never seemed to be there
And maybe it’ll be a great year
Yeah, maybe it’ll be a great year
Maybe I’ll forget those manicured pretty girls
All pointing their delicate little fingers
And maybe I’ll forget the way I was so alone
‘Cause it never seemed to be there
And maybe it’ll be a great year
Yeah, maybe it’ll be a great year
And maybe I won’t feel the way I felt with you
And maybe I won’t try you the way I tried with you
And maybe I won’t be you, the way I wanted to be you
And maybe you won’t cry the way I cried to you
And maybe it’ll be a great year
Yeah, maybe it’ll be a great year
You never know, maybe it’ll be a great year
And maybe it’ll be a great year