Letra de This'll be my year
Train
In '85, Tuesday morning, came alive. I didn't know 'ya.
Route 66 is gone and Reagan's here, it won't be long.
Nintendo comes, Live Aid too. Back to the Future.
Where were you, while I spent all my days in Catholic school?
In '89, the dream begins. First in line to California.
Pete Rose is banned for good. The Simpsons come to Hollywood.
Russia leaves Afghanistan, Flight 103 ends Pan Am.
Bush is here, this is the year that I feel most alone.
No more countin' down the hours!
No more wishin' you were here!
I stopped believin', although Journey told me "don't" before I call it a day.
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year! In '92, a boy is born. The skies were blue in Ohio.
Boris Yeltsin chills. Freddie dies, but Queen is still.
Barcelona has the games, Lady Di is single again,
Clinton wins, and I still dream that I'll find you someday.
In '97, a baby girl adds some heaven to the world.
Tony Blair tips the scales, Elton sings for the princess of Wales.
Microsoft buys into Mac. My dad has a second heart attack,
and Train leaves San Francisco in a thousand-dollar van.
No more countin' down the hours!
No more wishin' you were here!
I stopped believin', although Journey told me 'don't' before I call it a day,
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
2001, the Towers fell. The world is stunned. I wish I knew 'ya.
I was on a plane. The world would never be the same.
The artificial heart is born, ironic when New York's is torn out.
Woah-oah-oah-oah. 2004 began in May, on tour when I met 'ya.
Facebook joins the Internet, Oldsmobile joins the cassette.
I met your family. It took a while 'til you kissed me,
but when you did, I finally felt at home.
I stopped believin', although Journey told me 'don't' before I call it a day,
Maybe this'll be my year!
¡No, more!
Maybe this'll be my year!
¡No, more!
Maybe this'll be my year!
¡No, more!
Maybe this'll be my year!
2012, and all I know is everybody comes and goes.
Everybody sings and cries, makes the grade
and takes the prize in somethin', nothin', I don't care,
because I always know that you'll be here, with me.
Route 66 is gone and Reagan's here, it won't be long.
Nintendo comes, Live Aid too. Back to the Future.
Where were you, while I spent all my days in Catholic school?
In '89, the dream begins. First in line to California.
Pete Rose is banned for good. The Simpsons come to Hollywood.
Russia leaves Afghanistan, Flight 103 ends Pan Am.
Bush is here, this is the year that I feel most alone.
No more countin' down the hours!
I stopped believin', although Journey told me "don't" before I call it a day.
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year! In '92, a boy is born. The skies were blue in Ohio.
Boris Yeltsin chills. Freddie dies, but Queen is still.
Barcelona has the games, Lady Di is single again,
Clinton wins, and I still dream that I'll find you someday.
In '97, a baby girl adds some heaven to the world.
Tony Blair tips the scales, Elton sings for the princess of Wales.
Microsoft buys into Mac. My dad has a second heart attack,
and Train leaves San Francisco in a thousand-dollar van.
No more countin' down the hours!
No more wishin' you were here!
I stopped believin', although Journey told me 'don't' before I call it a day,
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
Maybe this'll be my year!
2001, the Towers fell. The world is stunned. I wish I knew 'ya.
I was on a plane. The world would never be the same.
The artificial heart is born, ironic when New York's is torn out.
Woah-oah-oah-oah. 2004 began in May, on tour when I met 'ya.
Facebook joins the Internet, Oldsmobile joins the cassette.
I met your family. It took a while 'til you kissed me,
but when you did, I finally felt at home.
I stopped believin', although Journey told me 'don't' before I call it a day,
Maybe this'll be my year!
¡No, more!
Maybe this'll be my year!
¡No, more!
Maybe this'll be my year!
¡No, more!
Maybe this'll be my year!
2012, and all I know is everybody comes and goes.
Everybody sings and cries, makes the grade
and takes the prize in somethin', nothin', I don't care,
because I always know that you'll be here, with me.
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