there's nothing like a cold december to bring back memories

there's nothing I can think of that'll change a damn thing

so i pick up the bottle an have another shot of whiskey
I just can't help myself from looking at the door
praying she'll come back even when I know she won't
words said in anger , deeds left undone 
were both to stubborn for our own good
now pride is standing in the way

I close my eyes and then I can still remember
the lights around the tree presents all around
snow on the ground , hope in the air
there's just something about a cold december to
bring back memories

there's nothing I can think of that'll change a damn thing
so I pick up the bottle an have another shot of whiskey
I just can't help myself from looking at the door
praying she'll come back even when I know damn well 
she won't 
there's nothing like a cold december 
to bring back memories

~ D Donner ~
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