Dawn: *singing*
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.
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.
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.