Bring, bring, bring it to me Bright stars on another gilded tree And for all of this time There's a greater surprise Sing, sing, sing for old December
Time, time, tell me there's still time Season, always walks and crooked lines Any joy that's been sown Can hold a candle to the grown Sing, sing, sing for old December Old December Old December
Home, home, I am coming home Run, run, said the wheel and the microphone And whoever you praise Raise a glass to these days Sing, sing, sing for old December
Yeah, whoever you praise Raise a glass for these days And sing, sing, sing for old December Sing, sing, sing for old December Sing, sing, sing for old DecemberTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
