Blue December in the city Pretty girls in winter clothes All the streets, so lonesome Christmas lights like confetti in the sky Spinning round and round But I know, I'll find a new December in the city As the world goes by in rhyme All my words have flown some other place On a satellite in space Spinning round and round In my mind, I'll work it out in time It's easy, but don't think you're above the ins and outs of love When nothing's really true But lately, I'll struggle to contend With nights that come in soft and blue And find me in a dream of you And later, when we're older Many more years down the line Will we gaze in wonder At the love we've squandered? Nevermind, We'll work it out in time We'll work it out in time We'll work it out in time