Back to December - Taylor Swift

We small talk, work and the weather,
Your guard is up and I know why.
Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses and I left them there to die.

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.
Wishing that I realized
What I had when you were mine.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right

And I think about summer, all the beautiful times,
I watched you laughing from the passenger side.
Realized that I loved you in the fall
Then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Goodbye"

Maybe this is wishful thinking,
Probably mindless dreaming,
If we loved again
I swear I'd love you right...