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 chest



You try to remember the sparkle in my eyes

I try to forget the shit and the lies



So here's your December

My kisses in a box

Eat them for dinner

and put them in your sauce



I 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 there



You try to remember the sparkles in my eyes

I try to forget the shit and the lies



So 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...