Indigo - December
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It's late December
Watching the leaves on the trees
Nothing could happen to me
Or would it?
I'll picture that it shouldn't
But I remember taking control of my knees
Wiping the tear off my cheek
'Till I fell down
Return to sender
Nothing could ever compete
Sorry for wanting to leave
These faces
I'm off to better places
So I surrender
All that I wanted to be
Maybe someday you'll agree
But not right now
Watching the leaves on the trees
Nothing could happen to me
Or would it?
I'll picture that it shouldn't
But I remember taking control of my knees
Wiping the tear off my cheek
'Till I fell down
Return to sender
Nothing could ever compete
Sorry for wanting to leave
These faces
I'm off to better places
So I surrender
All that I wanted to be
Maybe someday you'll agree
But not right now