I left kisses on your front stoop
So you could find them on your way home
And wear them at a party where I'd be your guest
With your soul spinning langfuidly in the warmth
of your chestYou try to remember the sparkle in my eyes
I try to forget the shit and the liesSo here's your December
My kisses in a box
Eat them for dinner
and put them in your sauceI told secrets to your bedspred
So it could wrap you in it's sonnet
And whisper my longings to the back of your hair
And tell you my story as if i was still thereYou try to remember the sparkles in my eyes
I try to forget the shit and the liesSo here's your December
My kisses in a box
Eat them for dinner
and put them in your sauce( guitar solo)OO So here's your December
My kisses in a box
Eat the for dinner
and put them in your sauce...