Album: Speak Now
Released: 2010
Writer(s): Taylor Swift
Label: Big Machine Records
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
Because the last time you saw me
It still burned 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 aint nothing but missing you
Wishing that I 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 all the time
These days I haven't been sleeping
Staying up playing back myself leaving
When you birthday passed
And I didn't call
Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing
From the passenger side
And I realized I loved you in the fall
And then the cold came, the dark 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 I'm 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 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
But 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 aint nothing but missing you
Wishing that I 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
All the time...
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