Saturday, March 3, 2012

BACK TO DECEMBER..

All it says is what ive been feeling for a few months... Or prolly when we meet few years later, i will feel the same way. Nothing's gonna change, i know. But i just wanna let you know im happy with my life and hope that you're happy with your life too.

Wishing you all the best, my most beautiful memories...

Im so glad you made time to see me,
how's life , tell me how's your family.
I havent seen them in a while....
Youve 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,
it's still burnt 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 im sorry for that night.
And I go back to december all the time.
It turns out freedom aint nothing but missing you,
wishing that i'd realised what i had when you were mine.
I go back to december turn around and make it all right.
I go back to december all the time.
These days i havent been sleeping,
staying back and playing myself leaving.
When your birthday passed and i didnt call...
Then i think about the summer,
all the beautiful times.
I watched you laughing from the passenger side,
and realised that i love you in the fall...
And then the cold came,
the darks 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 im sorry for that night.
And I go back to december all the time.
It turns out freedom aint nothing but missing you,
wishing that i'd realised 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'll love you right.
So this is me swallowing my pride,
standing in front of you,
saying im sorry for that night.
And I go back to december all the time.
I go back in time and change it but i cant.
So if the chain is on your door, i understand
but
So this is me swallowing my pride,
standing in front of you,
saying im sorry for that night.
And I go back to december all the time.
And i go back to december-er~
It turns out freedom aint nothing but missing you,
wishing that i'd realised 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~~