My fingers are cold again
Feels like I'm missing something
Is it December
It's dark in the room again
Turn on the lamps I'll sit here quiet
Let the light spread
Candle in the window
Light is hard to let go of
Counting the days, I'm treading over
Words that don't mean what I want them to
Like they used to
Crying at commercials, I know
I should try to be discerning with
My emotions
Don't know how I'm feeling
December it's me again
Don't know how I'm feeling
December it's me again
Trying
Trying
My fingers are cold again
Feels like I'm missing something
Is it December
