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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
Cause the last time you saw me
Is still burn 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 missin’ you
Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine
And I 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 sleepin’,
Stayin’ up playing back myself leavin’,
When your birthday passed
And I didn’t call. Then I think about summer,
All the beautiful times.
I watched you laughin’ from the passenger side
And realized I loved you in the fall
And then the cold came,
With the dark days when the 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 missin’ 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
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

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 missin’ you
Wishing I’d realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it all right
I 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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