Lyrics

It's December, I should be with you I thought that I'd be fine, but it just don't feel right It's not like the movies in California I should be wrapped up in your arms beside the fire Never thought I'd say I kinda miss the rain I miss the winter coats and envelopes I hope arrive on time, it don't feel right I don't want blue skies, I need cold dark nights Dancing with strangers under Grafton Street lights Singing the old tunes, I should be with you (ah, ah) I'll click my heels three times, and if it comes true I'm coming home to you I'm feeling lonely in this hotel room I hang your photographs to feel you here But it's just not the same I wanna call you, but you'll be sleeping We should be wrapped up in each other by the fire Never thought I'd say I kinda miss the rain (ah, ah) I miss the winter coats and envelopes I hope arrive on time, it don't feel right I don't want blue skies, I need cold dark nights (ah, ah) Dancing with strangers under Grafton Street lights Singing the old tunes, I should be with you (ah, ah) I'll click my heels three times, and if it comes true I'm coming home to you (I'm coming, coming home to you) (I'm coming, coming home to you) home to you (Don't lock the door, I'll be there soon) I'm coming home to you (I'm coming, coming home to you) oh (I'm coming) I'll click my heels three times, and if it comes true I'm coming home to you
Writer(s): Gabrielle Ann Aplin, Ashley Francis Howes, Aimee Marguerite Fitzpatrick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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