Todd Farrell Jr. - This Year lyrics

Every morning when I wake up it's the same old thing I'm always waiting for the summer, I'm waiting for spring I can't stay awake in daylight And God knows I can't sleep at night I'm tired of this room, it's always just like the last one Always less of a home, and more like a place to crash So can I stay the night at your place 'til the weekend or the winter ends And I know next year, things will be better I know next year, things will be better