The Toast
I know you owe me nothing
And nothing's what I owe you
Let's just sit here together and talk like we do
I see you're feeling weary
Come let me buy a round
I know it seems like the whole world is crumbling down
As the snow gathers soft on the window
And another year comes to an end
Let's raise up a sparkling crescendo
To what's round the bend
Maybe the next one's better
Maybe it's just a curse
We're all in this together for better or worse
As the snow gathers soft on the window
And the past makes its way to the grave
Let's raise up a sparkling crescendo
To much better days
Pick out some golden moments
Pull up a vacant chair
Know in your heart I'm here and ain't going nowhere
Writer/s: RYAN DAVID RACINE
