Testo Sorry It's December

I'm sorry it's July
It's time for you to go
I'll be waiting here
For you to come on home
I'll tidy up your room
I'll pretend it's June
I'll do my best to fight
The time from coming so soon
In the middle of the night
I hear you turn the keys
I hear you run your fingers
Like you're running back to me
In the middle of the year
I watch you turn to me
You say, nothing will save us
After this Summer dream

I'm sorry it's December
And you're still far away
How can I belive you
Or the smile on your face?
Everything is changing It's all too much to bear
The difference in the times
The difference in your hair

In the middle of the night
I hear you turn the keys
I hear you run your fingers
Like you're running back to me
In the middle of the year
I watch you turn to me
You say, nothing will save us
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