Once in December

once in December I saw you mumbling in a way I couldn't understand then you were alone and anxious and nervous I didn't understand because I was over the bridge of happiness and you were under the bridge of happiness you weren't clear because I was high above now I'm low enough to see your face to hear you voice to translate your mumblings now we're both climbing trying to get high on the bridge I wish I get back to December I wish the reason that threw me of the bridge didn't exist I wish I had the ability to fly and go high and get back to old the happy place of my mind