Small December

Lyrics

Small December's on the loose It's wrecking hearts and it's wrecking suits Try to push your love away But it'll haunt me 'til my dying day The city burns in winter's night I greet the cold but I ache to fight Try to push my love away But it'll haunt you 'til your dying day And it's high time And it's high time For the wrecking ball to come Your voice, it haunts this place Folding time and tearing space I lost my mind to find my way And I will love you 'til my dying day And it's high time And it's high time For the wrecking ball to come And it's high time And it's high time For the wrecking ball to come And I don't want To feel you anymore You're haunting me I'm sure 'til the day I die And it's high time And it's high time For the wrecking ball to come And it's high time And it's high time For the wrecking ball to come Small December's on the loose It's wrecking hearts and it's wrecking suits We try to push the love away But it'll haunt us 'til our dying day