My December

I wish he will be happy on December 21th ,

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,
Far away, long ago
things I yern to remember
and a song someone sings
Once upon a December


December come to me
I hope I can see
You not just in dreams

I will let you be
Why can't you believe
How much you really mean

December won't you come
Back with snow even sun
Don't say that it's done

I will carry you home
Take you from the loneliest
Place you have known