Maybe this is wishful thinkin` Probably mindless dreamin` But if we loved again, I swear I`d love you right I`d go back in and change it, but I can`t So if the chain is on your door, I understand But this is me swallowin` my pride Standin` in front of you sayin` I`m sorry for that night And I go back to December It turns out freedom ain`t nothin` but missin` you Wishin` I`d realized what I had when you were mine I`d go back to December, turn around and make it alright I`d go back to December, turn around and change my own mind I go back to December all the All the

first you ever saw me cry..

AND HOW YOU HELD ME IN YOUR ARM THAT SEPTEMBER NIGHT

SO RIGHT

so good to me

your sweet smile