Lyrics

It sure didn't feel like Christmas time
Rosemary intertwined with a bougainvillea vine
We should have been shivering and cold
ice-skating on the sand in Coronado

If getting over you means I won't remember
San Diego in December
Then I'll hang on to this broken heart
if I can keep Balboa Park
and San Diego in December

Dark grey clouds rolling in June gloom
We must've just missed the superbloom
So I'll reminisce about the night
under the mistletoe and the ocean moonlight

If getting over you means I won't remember
San Diego in December
Then I'll hang on to this broken heart
if I can keep Balboa Park
and San Diego in December

If getting over you means I won't remember
San Diego in December
Then I'll hang on to this broken heart
if I can keep Balboa Park
and San Diego in December