"When December Comes Around" lyrics

"When December Comes Around"

The weatherman this morning said a cold front's moving in
And sent a chill right through the heart of me
Another year's gone by, it's about that time again
To break down and unwrap your memory

When December comes around, all your pictures can be found
Lyin' on the bed right next to me
It's a lonely game I play, I get lost in yesterday
And as crazy as it sounds
I only miss you when December comes around

I put on that old sweater, you know the blue one that you made me
That I could never wear for someone else
And I put on our old records, it's the only time I play 'em
And I sit at home and listen by myself

When December comes around, all your pictures can be found
Lyin' on the bed right next to me
It's a lonely game I play, I get lost in yesterday
As crazy as it sounds
I only miss you when December comes around

When the snow begins to fall
I can feel you in the air
That's when your memory comes to call
Thank God, it's only once a year

When December comes around, all your pictures can be found
Lyin' on the bed right next to me
It's a lonely game I play, I get lost in yesterday
And as crazy as it sounds
I only miss you when December comes around


Writer(s): Stacey Slate Easterling, Randy Boudreaux
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