Temperature's dropping
Soon there'll be snow on the ground
That fireplace is popping
Seems so loud when no one's around
The weatherman's forecasting record-low temps around here
Yeah, the chill of December really hits different this year
All the neighborhood houses are lit up like the Fourth of July
And there's frost on the windows, and it's dark as a dungeon at mine
As the bitter winds blow, the truth's never been so crystal clear
That the chill of December really hits different this year
It's just the start of winter
And already the shivers have made it here to Tennessee
And the cold and the lonely
Cuts to the bone without you and your sweet love beside me
Hmm
Well, I could get up and put another log on the fire
Get into a bottle and pretend I'm the one you desire
The warmth of your body on another man brings me to tears
Yeah, the chill of December really hits different this year
Mm, yeah, the chill of December really hits different this year
