We Toast The Days

When the clock strikes twelve
And another year has gone
I give a kiss to you
As remembrance of the past we have shared
And the future yet to come

We toast the days, both good and bad
The old friends and the new
When the clock strikes twelve
And another year has gone
I give a kiss to you

While the night is long
And the bitter cold has come
We lengthen our embrace
To sustain us as we mourn our regrets
And the fear of days unknown

We toast the days

As we stand on the edge
Of another bright new year
I take your hand in mine
With assurance of
The courage we will find
And the hope that leads us on

We toast the days