verse 1 With [D]December comes the glimmer on her [F#m7]face And I get a bit [Bm]nervous, I get a bit [G]nervous now In the [D]twelve months on I haven't made friends with [F#m7]change So everything's [Bm]perfect, can we start over [G]again? Pre-Chorus The [A]playgrounds they get [Bm]rusty and your [G]heart beats another ten thousand...