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December was just too sad For her to call a home Even with starry nights And painted country roads There was nothing I could do for her That I hadn't done And my desperation eyes showed More than I think they should Have shown She's just a whisper Paranoid of perfect people bound to disappoint Her apartment life is easier Than the one outside She can't get by on promises That I always deny And my desperation eyes showed More than I think they should Have shown