December air Always gets stuck in my hair And on my nose And in my clothes Hands in pockets On the side walking Down the street Fumbling with the cords That kept you from having to listen to me You just wish it was warm You just wish it was warm You just wish it was warm And you were with me The fireplace Is like a grace Till it turns to coals And the air grows cold And it's getting old You can't escape, run, hide-only wait Until the winter's over You just wish it was warm You just wish it was warm You just wish it was warm You just wish it was warm But it can't be what it is not And it is not time for you to be With me There's a season for everything And you'll be with me