Text: Matt Costa. Songs We Sing. Cold December.

I've been waiting, pacing along the halls
Ever since you left here
I've been cleaning, scrubbing the plates
And weeding out the garden, dear

I can't fall asleep to your mystery
Slowly blowing from the shore
I have not failed to be what you'd expect of me
Swallowing glass just to stay pure

All the birds are heading down south
But you're staying up north, you say
I've got jackets blankets and sheets
It's going to be a cold December

It could be warm you see, a statue next to me
Swimming away from the ice and snow
Could I have failed to see the signs in front of me
Warning and flashing symbols, subtle and simple I couldn't see
I couldn't see

If only time could slow down
Then maybe I could come up
It's such a cold December
It's such a cold December, it's so cold

I can't fall asleep to your mystery
Slowly blowing from the shore
I have not failed to be what you'd expect of me
Swallowing glass just to stay pure

Summers come and summer has gone
Your Christmas cards can't comfort me
You've found new friends and tied all the ends
It's freezing in the loneliest winter

It could be warm you see, a statue next to me
Swimming away from the ice and snow
Could I have failed to see the signs in front of me
Warning and flashing symbols, subtle and simple I couldn't see
I couldn't see

If only time could slow down
Then maybe I could come up
It's such a cold December
It's such a cold December, it's so cold