Small December Lyrics

Small December's on the loose
It's wrecking hearts and it's wrecking suits
Try to push your love away
But it'll haunt me 'til my dying dayThe city burns in winter's night
I greet the cold but I ache to fight
Try to push my love away
But it'll haunt you 'til your dying dayAnd it's high time
And it's high time
For the wrecking ball to comeYour voice, it haunts this place
Folding time and tearing space
I lost my mind to find my way
And I will love you 'til my dying dayAnd it's high time
And it's high time
For the wrecking ball to comeAnd it's high time
And it's high time
For the wrecking ball to comeAnd I don't want
To feel you anymore
You're haunting me

I'm sure 'til the day I dieAnd it's high time
And it's high time
For the wrecking ball to comeAnd it's high time
And it's high time
For the wrecking ball to comeSmall December's on the loose
It's wrecking hearts and it's wrecking suits
We try to push the love away
But it'll haunt us 'til our dying day