This Will Be The Year

Toast to me, hold up my glass, to all mistakes ive made.
Good intentions washed away, as soon as spring time came.
I danced a summer, fell an autumn, another candle blown.
Now winters come around again, and back where i began.
And even though you heard it all, i know you dont believe.
Let me keep the last thing left for me.
This will be the year, the year
The year i learn to take some time, to stop and breathe it in.
To keep a promise to myself, to finish what i begin.
Bad habits stop, no more regrets, a step out of the red.
Open arms and an open heart to all that lies ahead.
And even though youve heard it all, and i know you dont believe,
Let me keep the last thing left for me .
This will be the year, the year.
My faith carries me, ill keep holding on.
And i will (?) to find me, what ive been doing wrong.
I know you dont believe, but just for me, cant you pretend?
That youll never ever hear me say these words again.
I know this time i wont be late, this time i will arrive.
Save my tears, save my doubts, this time i will try.
I know i can be better, i promise ill be strong.
Ill make (?) where i had been, seeing all alone.
I know youve heard it all before, and i know you dont believe,
But let me keep the last thing left for me.
This will be the year, the year.