I don’t know why I keep coming here,
Every year,
The same day,
Time after time after time.

You used to drag us here,
Every year,
The same day,
Time after time after time.

Now that you’re gone,
I guess,
I shouldn’t feel the need to come here,
Time after time.
But I do:
Somehow I feel like you’re still dragging us here,
Like you did,
Every year,
The same day,
Time after time after time.

We never enjoyed,
Or at least, we never let on that we did.
Fact is,
With you always at work,
This lame tradition is all the time
We had with you.
You never got angry, not on this day,
Cos this day was the day
We spent with you,
Every year,
The same day,
Time after time after time.

I don’t know why I keep coming here,
Or at least, I never let on that I do.
Fact is,
It makes me feel like you’re still here.
But I know that if you were,
You’d tell me how stupid that was.
But I keep coming,
Every year,
The same day,
Time after time after time after time after time after time after ti…