And raise your glasses, prime the band
When Auld Lang Syne begins to play
We're stepping into New Year's day.
I note as I gaze around this place
An empty chair, a missing face
My instinct is to make amends
And pledge a toast to absent friends.
An emotional time can bring forth tears
Now, at this changing of the years
It's so hard to stay with the pretence
When we think of absent friends.
Where did he go, where is she?
Do they still remember me?
And what of those who've passed away?
Absent friends at Hogmany
Absent friends on New Year's Day
Absent friends, where are they?
Absent friends on every day.