This Will Be The Year de Susan Boyle

Toast to me, hold up my glass, to all mistakes I've made
Good intentions washed away, as soon as spring time came
I danced a summer, fell an autumn, another candle blown
Now winter's come around again, and back where I began
And even though you heard it all, I know you don't 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 you've heard it all, and I know you don't believe
Let me keep the last thing left for me
This will be the year, the year

My faith carries me, I'll keep holding on
And I will to find me, what I've been doing wrong
I know you don't believe, but just for me, can't you pretend?
That you'll never ever hear me say these words again

I know this time I won't 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 I'll be strong
I'll make where I had been, seeing all alone
I know you've heard it all before, and I know you don't believe
But let me keep the last thing left for me
This will be the year, the year