You're a heavy breather when you sleep And I wake at every single sound that comes out of your mouth So what in the hell did I think That you would change and I would stay the same Maybe next year it will all just turn around We can pick up the pieces scattered on the ground It'll all just turn out fine, baby if we close our eyes Maybe next year it will all just turn around But now I call you when I drink A little too much and the earth begins to swirl beneath my feet So what in the hell did I think That you'd pick up and say you'd changed your mind and I was right Maybe next year it will all just turn around I could pick somebody new out of the crowd Maybe this time it would last, oh but love just leaves too fast Maybe next year it will all just turn around Old lovers lead to new lovers Turn to old lovers lead to new Maybe next year it will all just turn around We can talk things through and finally work it out But I know that that's believing in a little wishful thinking But maybe next year, oh maybe next year Maybe next year it will all just turn around