MAYBE NEXT YEAR When you turn on the radio You hear the cheerful sound Of Christmas carols old and new Sung out loud When you look around You can see the decors, Hanging bright People in panic but smiling Rushing around, laughing out loud It's not the best of times to say We're better off apart It's not the best of times to tell The people we both love That it's over That it's over CHORUS: But since this is the season of cheer We'll just brush away our tears And go on our way pretending That we're together still We'll tell tem tomorrow Or may be another day Maybe we won't have to say a single thing Maybe next year we'll say hello again Instead of goodbye