This song is about the way, I messed up with our relationship that night...and thereby realizing the way we used to love each other whenn we met initially..
So praying god for those december days to come back again, though I know it can't... Let us make it a try, if you say...as u better know things are not going right in order.....
Just read it once, I am sure you will understand this at once...
"I'm so glad you made time to love me
How's life? Tell me how's your mood
I haven't seen good one in a while.
You've been busy, busier than ever,
We small talk, work and the taunts,
Your anger 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 fake kisses 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 my fiancee.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.
These days I haven't been sleeping,
Staying up, playing back myself leavin'.
When your birthday passed and I didn't gift.
And I think about days, all the beautiful times,
I watched you laughing from the other side.
Realized that I loved you in the fall.
And then the summers came, the bad days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your rudeness and all I gave you was "Love".
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 my fiancee.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.
I miss your fair skin, your sweet smile,
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms all the time --
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.
But 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 my fiancee.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
All the time.
So praying god for those december days to come back again, though I know it can't... Let us make it a try, if you say...as u better know things are not going right in order.....
Just read it once, I am sure you will understand this at once...
"I'm so glad you made time to love me
How's life? Tell me how's your mood
I haven't seen good one in a while.
You've been busy, busier than ever,
We small talk, work and the taunts,
Your anger 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 fake kisses 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 my fiancee.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.
These days I haven't been sleeping,
Staying up, playing back myself leavin'.
When your birthday passed and I didn't gift.
And I think about days, all the beautiful times,
I watched you laughing from the other side.
Realized that I loved you in the fall.
And then the summers came, the bad days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your rudeness and all I gave you was "Love".
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 my fiancee.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.
I miss your fair skin, your sweet smile,
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms all the time --
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.
But 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 my fiancee.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
All the time.
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