Should I treat you as a dream, a desire of Two thousand eighteen?
The way you made me feel all over like a lass of sweet sixteen!
To frontiers never seen, on rainbow clouds I floated.
Thrills and frills of life, all seemed bright and sugar coated.
Shall I carry you further to Two thousand nineteen?
A feeling, a possession that I want to keep evergreen!
My happy heart says, be with me forever.
To hear a bye from you, like, I would never.
So I take you with me to the happy new year,
Wouldn't lose a good friend, precious you are dear.
May joy and peace with you always be,
What the next year has in store, let us wait and see.