Susan Boyle — The Impossible Dream

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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.