Written by Babyface, David Foster, Toni Braxton
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This time next year I'll be home lighting candles
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Tryin' to just get on with my life...
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And this time next year hope I'm through
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with the hurtin'
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Tryin' to get you out of my mind...
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So, don't try to play like you're not that concerned
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And don't try to say that your heart doesn't burn
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So, tell me
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How can you say that our love isn't special?
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How can you say
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That our love wasn't true?
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And how can you say
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You can take it or leave it
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When I'm missing you and you know
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You'll be missing me, too?
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This time next year I'll be out buying presents
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And something will remind me of you...
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And this time next year I'll be out having dinner
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And run into some friends we both knew...
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Oh, don't try to play like you won't be concerned
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And don't try to say that your heart doesn't yearn
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Oh, tell me
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Chorus
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Come early Christmas morning
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I'll be having my coffee and I'll think of you
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And the things we used to do
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And you know it will be breaking my heart...
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'Cause the holidays are special
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it will always play a part
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In my heart...
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This Time Next Year
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| Toni Braxton |
