Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Swift
Lead Vocals
Paul Buckmaster
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Songwriter
Paul Buckmaster
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Producer
Nathan Chapman
Producer
Chad Carlson
Recording Engineer
Chuck Ainlay
Recording Engineer
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Additional Engineer
Matt Rausch
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Steve Blackmon
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Steve Churchyard
Engineer
Steve Marcantonio
Recording Engineer
Todd Tidwell
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life? Tell me how's your family
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier than ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why
Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die
So this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you
Saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right
I'd go back to December all the time
These days, I haven't been sleeping
Staying up, playing back myself leaving
When your birthday passed and I didn't call
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side and
Realized I loved you in the fall
And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye
So this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you
Saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I'd go back to December all the time
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
If we loved again I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand
But this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you
Saying I'm sorry for that night
And I'd go back to December
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing 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'd go back to December all the time
All the time
Writer(s): Taylor Swift
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