This Year

This year the gravel will hold
When I lay down tracks
Aspirations will become actions
When it’s never overcast
If you want I will take you
But we have to go now
This year the time will pass slow
’cause I’m wanting you in New York
More than you’ll ever know
If you want to I will take you
But we have to go now
If there’s a will, I will pay
For your ticket
Late to bed and early to rise
I will see everything under the city lights
The miscalculations and great expectations
I forgot to leave at home
So I’ll keep a quarter in my pocket
For when the search can’t keep me warm
And I will break and I’ll call you and wish
I’d never left home
I’m a sucker, I thought I had it all worked out