**「Ashes in December」**

(“Mmm...”)
(“Ohh...”)

I still know your kitchen light
Yellow glowing past midnight
You'd spin me laughing in your socks
While coffee burned on the stove top

You always hummed off-key in cars
One hand tapping on the wheel
I used to roll my eyes and smile
Never thinking you'd be gone for real
(“For real...”)

You left hair ties by the sink
Half-read books beside the bed
Sunday mornings, cheap TV
Your cold feet tangled into mine instead
(“Mmm...”)

Now every December night
Feels colder than before
Your old jacket by the doorway
Still waits for you like I do

If I could drive back through the snowfall
Back before the leaving started
I would've held your shaking hands
Instead of acting cold-hearted

(You never knew how much he cared...)
Now every streetlight breaks me open
Every storm calls out your name
And I replay that last December
Wishing I had stayed
(“Stayed...”)

You danced barefoot in the hallway
Singing old songs way too loud
Made grocery lists on napkins
Turned quiet rooms into a crowd

Your scarf still hangs beside the window
Like you're walking in tonight
But dust keeps settling on everything
And silence fills the house at night

Now the radio keeps playing
Songs we used to sing wrong to
And every careless word I said
Comes back harder than it had to

SO IF YOU HEAR THIS IN THE MIDNIGHT
IF THE COLD WIND SHAKES YOUR ROOM
KNOW THERE'S A GIRL STILL BY THE DRIVEWAY
PRAYING IT AIN'T TOO LATE FOR YOU

(She never stopped loving you...)
AND EVERY DECEMBER CUTS LIKE BROKEN GLASS NOW
EVERY FIRE JUST FEELS COLD
I'D GIVE MY WHOLE LIFE FOR ONE LAST MINUTE
TO TAKE BACK WHAT I LET GO

WE WERE YOUNG
WE WERE HOME
WE WERE EVERYTHING WE NEEDED

AND I'M STILL WRITING YOU THIS LETTER
THOUGH YOU MAY NEVER READ IT...
(“Never read it...”)

I still pass your street sometimes...
(“Mmm...”)

**「十二月の灰」**

(“Mmm...”)
(“Ohh...”)

まだ覚えてる
夜中まで灯ってた あなたのキッチンの明かり
靴下のまま笑いながら
私をくるくる回したこと

コーヒーを焦がしながら
鼻歌を外して歌ってたね
私はただ笑ってた
本当にいなくなるなんて思わずに
(“For real...”)

洗面台に残ったヘアゴム
読みかけの本がベッドの横
安いテレビを見てた日曜
冷たい足を絡めて眠った夜
(“Mmm...”)

今じゃ十二月の夜は
前よりずっと寒くて
玄関に掛かったあなたのジャケットが
まだ帰りを待ってる私みたいに

もし雪の降るあの日へ戻れるなら
別れが始まる前に戻れるなら
震えてたその手を
ちゃんと握り返したのに

(You never knew how much he cared...)
街灯を見るたび胸が痛む
嵐の音があなたを呼ぶ
最後の十二月を何度も思い返して
離さなければよかったって
(“Stayed...”)

裸足のまま廊下で踊って
古い歌を大声で歌ってた
ナプキンに書いた買い物メモ
静かな部屋を賑やかに変えてた

窓辺には今も君のマフラー
今夜帰ってくるみたいで
でも積もるのは埃ばかり
静けさだけが部屋に残った

ラジオから流れるのは
昔ふたりで間違えて歌った曲
あの日投げた何気ない言葉が
今になって胸に刺さる

もし真夜中にこれが届くなら
冷たい風が窓を揺らすなら
まだあの driveway に立ったままの私を
どうか思い出して

(She never stopped loving you...)
十二月は今も割れたガラスみたいで
暖炉の火さえ冷たく見える
たった一分でも戻れるなら
私は全部やり直したい

あの頃の私たちは若くて
あの場所が帰る場所だった
それだけで幸せだったのに

今も私は手紙を書いてる
あなたが読むことはなくても…
(“Never read it...”)

今でも時々 あの道を通るの…
(“Mmm...”)