Max Ferguson, Esther Canata - That Time of the Year Again Lyrics

Holiday films on TV. A gingerbread man and a can of beer
As a kid you couldn't wait, but now you find you dread this time of year
The couples under mistletoe, in scented ads inside your magazine
Then you call someone you know, but you just get her machine
Oh it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Left alone, on your own, once again
Speaking long distance to your dad you say you called just to say "Hi"
Tell him you're doing fine then say "Goodnight" and then you start to cry
The DJ talks about last night; the cozy meal with friends and family
And the presents wrapped in gold, underneath the Christmas tree
Oh it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Left alone, on your own, once again
Friends at work sit around and talk about their plans for new year's eve
You invent some romance, then walk away and hope that you're believed
You watch the ball drop on TV; seems like everyone else is having fun
But it's OK to be alone; you are not the only one
Oh it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Left alone, on your own, once again

Holiday films on TV. A gingerbread man and a can of beer
As a kid you couldn't wait, but now you find you dread this time of year
The couples under mistletoe, in scented ads inside your magazine
Then you call someone you know, but you just get her machine
Oh it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Left alone, on your own, once again
Speaking long distance to your dad you say you called just to say "Hi"
Tell him you're doing fine then say "Goodnight" and then you start to cry
The DJ talks about last night; the cozy meal with friends and family
And the presents wrapped in gold, underneath the Christmas tree
Oh it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Left alone, on your own, once again
Friends at work sit around and talk about their plans for new year's eve
You invent some romance, then walk away and hope that you're believed
You watch the ball drop on TV; seems like everyone else is having fun
But it's OK to be alone; you are not the only one
Oh it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Yeah it's that time of the year again
Left alone, on your own, once again