I'm staring, through the windshield at the road.
Preparing, I should've cursed for the phone.
I need you, to speak through, a boy who refuses to believe.
This is happening.
So easy to feel hurt when you are scared.
She's hurting and I'm feeling unprepared.
So take me, make me, more than who I am.
Cause I'm not strong enough to breathe for both of us.
Make me remember the last day in December.
Long night, it's sunlight, shines so bright, among the air.
So please keep her in your arms and in my mind.
I'm weaker if your arms are reaching mine.
So take me, make me, who I am.
Cause I'm not strong enough to breathe for both of us.
So this is our December.
This is our December.
And now this long night is now within our sight.
The sunlight, shines so bright.
In our rooms to make bright, the morning comes.