| Song | Roses In December |
| Artist | Meja |
| Album | Urban Gypsy |
| Who are you to say that love isn't give and take? | |
| That it's a silly game, you just put away | |
| Then who am I to judge the choices that you made | |
| Whatever is going on, it's just a big mistake | |
| Well I thought I would feel better by September | |
| But reality won't always serve the truth | |
| how often don't I find myself remembering you | |
| But I still believe in Roses in December | |
| There's a part of me who just can not let go | |
| I still believe in Roses in December | |
| I still believe, don't say |
| Who are you to say that love isn' t give and take? | |
| That it' s a silly game, you just put away | |
| Then who am I to judge the choices that you made | |
| Whatever is going on, it' s just a big mistake | |
| Well I thought I would feel better by September | |
| But reality won' t always serve the truth | |
| how often don' t I find myself remembering you | |
| But I still believe in Roses in December | |
| There' s a part of me who just can not let go | |
| I still believe in Roses in December | |
| I still believe, don' t say |