Let’s promise
That when the day is done
When the nights are long
I can come home to you.
Winter stars, and December nights
Make me wish, that you were still mine.
Cooking alone, sat on the floor.
Wishing you were here, wishing we were more.
Walking alone, in the dark, by myself
Hoping you can hear me, screaming for your help.
But when we talk, it’s like we’re less than friends.
As if you want to forget, that we ever happened.
So I’ll sit here, alone, by myself, and pretend
That we can still be together.
And I’ll hope, I’ll dream, I’ll wish
That December can come again.
