N.Y.E. Testo

Two more years of this,
Then I'll retire.
My hands are raw
And I've lost a tie.
Can't keep pace
With all the smiling faces.
They know I've lost all my pride.

Two more days of this
And I'll go blind. My eyes are closed,
But it frames of white.
You've been gone
For only two days now.
My bed is cold; I've done my time.

Who could have known
You would be here,
You would be here
On your own?

Spinning satellite;
The year is changing.
New Year's Eve is just another night.
If I told you that the sky were falling,
Would you try and start a fight?