December is the cruelest month
This time for once my cheeks are warm
After long years in the monkey-house
I am ready for the storm
Let them throw all their cannonballs
Let all their strongmen come
I'm ready to go anywhere
Through venom, sick and scum

December isn't always cold
This year she's mine, I know why
Somewhere a flower has to grow
For every flower that dies
I'm stricken with fever
But my heart is strong as steel
I'm ready to go anywhere!
I can believe I can feel

December is a trusted friend
I always recognize her face
It's a plague of fool thrown aside
Forever by her soft and silent grace
She is reckless as a Mayday
Gentle as a stone
And ready to go anywhere
To carry me back home, carry me back home
To carry me back home, carry me back home

To carry me back home, carry me back home
To carry me back home, carry me back home