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