I whiled away the day
Thinking of the love gone away
Skies are nurled with pearl winter-grey
Christmas springs in winterness blaze
In December

I regret the things I said
I wish my emotions were dead
Rolling like a film in my head
Painted on my sidewalk in red
In December

Now I see it's all just a game
One that I'd never wanted to play
New cards flip my head everyday
Now I only hope you will be
In December
In December
In December
In December
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			     Thanks to cappe