"December Theme (December Song)" lyrics
"December Theme (December Song)"
I am so sorry that I bothered you
Now I know why you have to hide
I didn't know what you were going through, oh
All I could see was my own side
I will stay away
I will let you be
I won't say a word
Until you come to me
Until you come to me
Until you come to me
They just told me what you're in there for
How could I know? You did not say
But now I know what I am living for, oh
Tomorrow won't be just another day
I will close my eyes
And lie here quietly
I will wait in the shadows
Until you come to me
Until you come to me
Until you come to me, ah
Ah, sweet youth will all too quickly end
And we will never be this free
So all I ask is that we look again, oh
Before we grow too old to see
I won't call aloud
I'll whisper tenderly
Still I will be crying
Until you come to me
Until you come to me
Until you come to me, ah
Writer(s): Billy Joel
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