SHE DON'T CARE ABOUT AULD LANG SYNE

She could hardly wait to love him.
She was keepin' faith and thinkin' of him.
She put him first in place before her needs.
Then one day, push came to shovin', (and)
she turned her back, and set out runnin
(as) far as she could go, hardly breathin'.

She won't slow down. She won't take her time.
It's time she'd rather leave behind.
She won't slow down. She won't take her time.

She had always wished to marry
someone most extraordinary.
Be careful what you wish is what you're choosin'.
She says if she had known before
what she knows now, she'd have known for sure.
But you can't get it back, or win for losin'.

She won't slow down. She won't take her time.
It's time she'd rather leave behind.
She won't slow down. She won't take her time.
She don't care 'bout Auld Lang Syne;
if that one's yours and this one's mine.
She don't care 'bout Auld Lang Syne.

And all along the road she's traveled,
(the) tracks she left as she unraveled
just tell you where she's been, not where she's goin' to,
but it doesn't matter anyway,
'cause you don't know and she's not sayin'
that it's as much as only love that she's been showin' you.