Mistwave
Wet shoe laces
Soggy ground
Worn out faces
Good intentions
Like drops of rain
Hitting softly
Won't leave a stain
Before I lost it all
To a rainy December
Now I always tread lightly
Through a rainy December
High beams
Coming over a hill
And my thoughts
Are at a standstill
Sitting here
Or walking away
I'm searching for
A sunny day
Before I lost it all
To a rainy December
Now I always tread lightly
Through a rainy December
Before I lost it all
To a rainy December
Now I always tread lightly
Through a rainy December
And I know
She won't
Be coming back
Next winter