I'm so glad you made time to see me | How's life? Tell me, how's your family? | I haven't seen them in a while | You've been good, busier than ever | We small talk, work and the weather | Your guard is up, and I know why | Because the last time you saw me | Is still burned in the back of your mind | You gave me roses, and I left them there to die
So this is me swallowing my pride | Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night | And I go back to December all the time | It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you | Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine | I go back to December, turn around and make it alright | I go back to December all the time
These days, I haven't been sleeping | Staying up, playing back myself leaving | When your birthday passed, and I didn't call | Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times | I watched you laughing from the passenger side | And realized I loved you in the fall | And then the cold came, the dark days | When fear crept into my mind | You gave me all your love, and all I gave you was goodbye
So this is me swallowing my pride | Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night | And I go back to December all the time | It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you | Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine | I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind | I go back to December all the time
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile | So good to me, so right | And how you held me in your arms that September night | The first time you ever saw me cry | Maybe this is wishful thinking | Probably mindless dreaming | But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right | I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't | So if the chain is on your door, I understand
This is me swallowing my pride | Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night | And I go back to December | It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you | Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine | I go back to December, turn around and make it alright | I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind | I go back to December all the time, all the time
bye bye december.. bye bye 2010. i love you :)
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