Dancing bears painted whim
things I almost remember
and a song someone sings
once upon a December.

Someone holds me save and warm,
Horses pranced through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory.

Someone holds me save and warm,
Horses pranced through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory.

Far away long ago
Glowing dim as an amber.
Things my heart used to learn
Things in yours to remember.
And a song someone sings,
once upon a December.