Bombs bursting in air
Hazy from rocket's red glare

All on your own

On your way anywhere

Love, just in case you've not heard

It's been run ragged, a ghost of a word

But hope kind of stuck

With any luck

Maybe next summer, maybe by fall

Well, if not then, I am sure you'll recall

That our gloomy December will brighten by May

You're on your way

Taking that drink to the end of the line

Sometimes you think it's a faulty design

And wonder when

And hope until then

Maybe next summer, maybe by fall

Well, if not then, I am sure you'll recall

That our gloomy December will brighten by May

You're on your way

So maybe take him off you

Feel all the love around here

But take it from me eventually

Maybe next summer, maybe by fall

Well, if not then, I am sure you'll recall

That our gloomy December will brighten by May

You're on your way