The songs bring me away
As crunching snow invades the day
Walking with the broadest grin
I could barely hold it in
I was content
And you were there
Nothing else deserved my care
Now dried petals slowly fall
Leaving me to a desperate crawl
Clocks weren't made to tick and cease
And the note wears thin at its battered crease
Will you leave
Or will I forget
The days we argued before we met
Come back, December, the time I miss
When love survived without one kiss
Holding me tight with music playing
Watching your eyes while silently praying
Things will change
And I'll be gone
But your soft scent will linger on...
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