Dancing bears,
Painted wings,
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings,
Once upon a December

Someone holds me safe and warm,
Horses prance through a silver storm,
Figures dancing gracefully across my memory...

Someone holds me safe and warm,
Horses prance through a silver storm,
Figures dancing gracefully across my memory...

Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart used to know,
Things it yearns to remember.

And a song someone sings,
Once upon a December