December - Amy Grant

Dawn is cold and blurry

Sunrise in the rain

As a bird cries clearly

Walking through the flurries

On this Christmas Day

You are nowhere near

You are nowhere near, anymore

Seasons fade and tremble

The sun wrestles the sky

Just like late December

Just like you and I

You may not remember

Often I recall

Love was like a song

Looming like the winter

Fleeting like the fall

We have come and gone

We have come and gone

Seasons fade and tremble

The sun wrestles the sky

Just like late December

Just like you and I

Just like late December

Just like you and I