Tuesday, 4 January 2011

Dancing bears,painted wings
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings,
Once upon a December.
Someone hold 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,
Once Upon a December.


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


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


And a song someone sing,
Once Upon a December.