It never rains in December
But is there a time for memories to drench?
For skies to cry their fears through
And awaken to a bright new day?
It never rains in December
But is there a reason for your heart to beat?
For thunder to sing its woes pitiful
And return to a fitful short slumber?
It never rains in December
But is there a time for happiness to shine through?
For lighting to brighten darkened eyes
And mesmerise a newly hopeful you?
It never rains in December
But the smell of wet earth teaches otherwise
But is there a time for memories to drench?
For skies to cry their fears through
And awaken to a bright new day?
It never rains in December
But is there a reason for your heart to beat?
For thunder to sing its woes pitiful
And return to a fitful short slumber?
It never rains in December
But is there a time for happiness to shine through?
For lighting to brighten darkened eyes
And mesmerise a newly hopeful you?
It never rains in December
But the smell of wet earth teaches otherwise
Stealing a smile from your lips
Making you dream for some more time
It never rains in December
But the vagaries of nature the heart knows not
Skipping with joy it feels the cool breeze
Stretches it's arms to hold the little drops
It never rains in December
But the starry skies make way for clouds
Awakening the dreamers, soothing souls
Who says, it never rains in December?
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