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BbA long DeFcember and there's Creason to belGmieve
Maybe Bbthis year will be Fbetter than the Gmlast
I canBb't rememberF the last thing thatC you said
as Gmyou were leaBbvin'
Now the Fdays go by so Bbfast
And it's Fone more day up Bbin the canyGmons Bb
And it's Fone more night in BbHollywoodGm Bb
If you Fthink that I could Bbbe forgiveGmn...I wish you wouldF
naBbnananGmananBbananana..
The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl
And it's one mFore day up in the canBbyons Gm
And it's one mFore night in HollywoodBb Gm
If you think tFhat I could be forgivenBb... GmI wisBbh you would
Drove up to the Hillside Manor sometime after two a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower
Makes you talk a little lower about
the things you could not show her
And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass
And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
It's been so long since I've seen the ocean...I guess I should
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