I came down the stairs
and saw you standing there
looking across the crowded room
and crying running your fingers
through your hair
And Auld Lang Syne was playing
people singing sorrow
from the year that has gone
And I'm still fooling myself
I keep holding on
There were so many nights
when we lay as close as thieves
Lying on the bed together laughing
I'd feel your breath upon my cheek
But it all comes down to this
one look into your eyes
tells me something has gone
I must be out of my mind
I keep holding on
All my life I've known
things must change
find a way of their own
History rolls along so slow
We never notice where it's going
I go out at night
to waste a little time
People ask me how I'm doing now
I say I'm doing fine
But Auld Lang Syne will ring
as people sing the sorrows
from the years that linger on
Will I still be fooling myself
Will I still be fooling myself
Will I still be fooling myself
still be holding on