turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time.
I have so much to say but you're so far away...
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