It's gettin' cold
Last December , I was driving you home
Pulled aside , I couldn't see the road
' Cause all that I see
Your lips on me
And I just can't let you leave
The night is old
Can't describe my love in ten syllables
The light of fireworks was too bright
I couldn't see
You here with me
Did the same light touch your eyes
Love dies
Would it ever bloom again in this golden night
Should we dance again under these street lights
You and I
On the last day of the year
Could it be the first day I'll be with you
Tryna tell myself I'm better now I'll never go back
One at a time and
Two at a time
But whenever it goes pass three
You're haunting me
Then I miss you suddenly
Love dies
Would it ever bloom again in this golden night
Should we dance again under these street lights
You and I
On the last day of the year
Could it be the first day I'll be with you
Love dies
Would it ever bloom again in this golden night
Should we dance again under these street lights
You and I
On the last day of the year
Could it be the first day I'll be with you
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