We had a million of days
I know that our time [bad word] out
You're my everlasting groove
Forget the past for the time [bad word] In all our thoughts and we will meet again
Never leave me out here in the cold
I sing for my never-ending dream

Love in December
I will always remember
Our summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic?

We had a million of days
I know that our time [bad word] out.
You're my everlasting groove
Forget the past for the time [bad word] In all our thoughts and we will meet again
Never leave me out here in the cold
I sing for my never-ending dream

Love in December
I will always remember
Our summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime ?

Cause there's a place in the world I know
Where I'd rather would be
In the fairy-tales of love
Where everything has a happy end
I would my friend in fantasia-land
We could be together all the time
My dear in the fairytales of love

Love in December
I will always remember
Our summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic?

For a moment a touch could feel
Like a vision of an angel
Has our love and desire disappeared forever?
-mmm
Always longing to have you near
Feel the power and the passion
Feel me slipping from your hands
Please break my fall

Love in December
I will always remember
Our summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic?

Love in December
I will always remember
Our summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic?

Love in December
I will always remember
Our summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic?