your mother It's all the ways that we show love that feel like Christmas A part of childhood we'll always remember It is the summer of the soul in December
, or so I have been told. They say were buried far, just like a distant star I simply cannot hold. Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? This is my winter song. December
so I have been told They say we're buried far Just like a distant star I simply cannot hold Is love alive? Is love alive? Is love alive? This is my winter song December
saw love in, such a hurry. CHORUS That was a cool summer night. Just like it was yesterday, I remember. Big dreams and butterflys Getting the chills like it was December
be here It's the hope I'm clinging to My Christmas was in June My Christmas was in June When I was still with you December discovers, we were summer
Mary came back in the middle of December With a scar she never could remember She was always so high in school And no one ever knew the difference
ya I'm a soldier boy And I done told ya, over and over boy Uhh, they never seen 26's on a Hummer My goal is to try to fuck Trina by the summer Some
of summer when blossoms filled each bough In the cold, gray days of December My darling, I miss you even now In the cold, gray days of December My darling
The Summers My Summer, The Winters My Summer All They Doing Is Talking And Niggas Numbers Is Numbers So What You Want From Us? (We Win It) So What You Want From Us? (Lets Go!) The Summers My Summer
phone To well-armed, arms control poseur Arms control poseur I found my home I made a calendar that wasn't there To find whether it was the first of December
get to work on time And in the days of my December I know I will remember Sowin' oats at cotton pickin' time Well I lost my job that summer But I guess
lady only knew how high I am, I am tonight I crack open the safe myself now Forty five, twenty two, June until September Three months till December The summer
? Uhh Now once upon a time, let's see if I remember Back in January (Nah, chill, it was December) Also coming in the summer of '96 We saw Nas Escobar
' at me? Are you lookin' at me, pal? Then we headed south, where the surf came crashing in From black and white to colour, from innocence to sin It was summer in December
of the leak She was unique ex-quisite Like x y z she was complete And I think she like butterflies Because she got one on her upper thigh And her face is like summer
the December snow Ringing out a gift to old Wrapped in ribbons of gold for the whole world For the whole world The summer queen has been in darkness The summer
but right now She's a bird in December Like a bird in December Who didn't fly south Time just ran out She's a bird in December Hearts that love blind