Texty:
December Waiting

bind control choking need Running head long into the flood No end in sight Surely the drought should end here and now I'm still waiting It's obvious it

'm so tired Of waiting for you Of waiting for you Of waiting for you Of waiting for you Of waiting for you Of waiting for you Of waiting for you Of waiting

make you mine, mine Santa's gonna come and make you mine, mine Oh Santa Claus, if you get this letter please don't make me wait 'Cause all December

There is a time in late December The sun stands still in winter For three days and three long nights Throughout time we've watched the sky And waited

is dead, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, I really wasn't, such a Johnny Ace fan But I felt bad all the same So I sent away for his photograph And I waited till

the world Could have had Ali on the ropes Could have had Miss August, again Could have had Miss May, again Could have had Miss September, again But I waited Till December

Merry Christmas Merry Christmas May your every New Year dream come true Sweet December song The melody that saved me On those less than silent nights

the waiting game (still waiting) And all I see is rain (still raining) Rain, rain, rain I don't know if you'll ever change You've been raining since december

reason why they came like the fries at Hooters I'm beside the future They can't get rid of it I'm past/passed present, everyday is December 25th Jolly