Holding hands inside the rain
Talking about everything
Doing the bare minimum
Holding up my expectations
Because everyone before you somehow failed
To make me feel the way love should be felt
December we left her
The seasons changed
We stayed the same
The weather gets better
With you next me
And it still feels like December to me
Will you take my photograph?
We can look back later on and laugh
I could not have dressed much worse
And you could not have dressed better
But you never cared much about appearance
All you cared was I wanted to be there
December we left her
The seasons changed
We stayed the same
The weather gets better
With you next me
December we left her
The seasons changed
We stayed the same
The weather gets better
With you next me
It still feels like
It still feels like
It still feels like December to me