Rie Sinclair - Come December Lyrics
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Come December
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What Are The Lyrics For Come December By Rie Sinclair?
I want to understand the earth and all the madness
Chaos that I can't reverse, words we never said Even the lines are smeared like soiled chalk, broken mirrors And the smoke I use to disappear into I fear, oh, oh, my grip on this is giving way I fear that I'm the only one left here to blame Come December will I even remember at all Under the trampled snow, the way I thought that it was Come December and I cannot forget about You holding on You make a sleeping giant stumble from a cave All the magic that you found, lost along the way And even the sullen wind will hide itself from loneliness I pushed you to your limit only to cure the broken-ness And I fear, oh, oh, my grip on this is slipping fast I fear the heartache will never pass Come December will I even remember at all Under the trampled snow, the way I thought that it was Come December and I cannot forget about You holding on Come December will I even remember at all Under the trampled snow, the way I thought that it was Come December and I cannot forget about You holding on, yeah Come December, oh will I even remember at all Under the trampled snow, the way I thought that it was Come December and I cannot forget about You holding on |
Who Wrote Come December By Rie Sinclair?
Rie Sinclair
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What's The Duration Of The Come December By Rie Sinclair?The duration of Come December is 3:32 minutes and seconds. |
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