This Time Next Year – Note lyrics

Who's at the wheel when the road keeps on turning?
I'm never really getting anywhere with my feet off the ground
I never had a better chance to say anything...
You, it's you, you that defeats me

So talk down my hopeless frustration
Doesn't make it any better (doesn't make it any better!)
To scream out this woeful narration
I'm dead, dead, I'm dead

Don't say it's over
Don't say it's done
Don't speak
You just keep bringing me down
And beat me black and blue

Who's at the wheel?
Who's this charming young fellow?
Feeding me my days and letting me down
I never had a better chance to say anything
It's you, you, you that defeats me

So talk down my youthful persuasion
It doesn't make it any better to scream out this woeful narration
I'm dead, dead, I'm dead!

Don't say it's over
Don't say it's done
Don't speak
You just keep bringing me down
And beat me black and blue

You are the reason I'm having these nightmares
You are the reason I'm singing
I can't believe in these troubled conversations
I'm dead, dead, I'M DEAD

Don't say it's over
Don't say it's done
Don't speak
You just keep bringing me down
And beat me black and blue

Black and blue, black and blue..

Don't speak
You just keep bringing me down
And beat me black and blue

Don't say it's over
Don't say it's done
Don't speak, you just keep bringing me down
And beat me black and blue