Holding hands inside the rain Talking about everything Doing the bare minimum Holding up my expectations Because everyone before you somehow failed To make me feel the way love should be felt December we left her The seasons changed We stayed the same The weather gets better With you next me And it still feels like December to me Will you take my photograph? We can look back later on and laugh I could not have dressed much worse And you could not have dressed better But you never cared much about appearance All you cared was I wanted to be there December we left her The seasons changed We stayed the same The weather gets better With you next me December we left her The seasons changed We stayed the same The weather gets better With you next me It still feels like It still feels like It still feels like December to me