December Day - Original - Willie Nelson

This looks like a December day

This looks like a time to remember day

And I remember the spring, such a sweet tender thing

And love’s summer college

Where the green leaves of knowledge

Were waiting to fall with the Fall

And where September wine

Numbed the measure of time

Through the tears of October, now November’s over

And this looks like a December day

This looks like a December day

It looks like we’ve come to the end of the way

And as my memories race back to love’s eager beginning

Reluctant to play with the thoughts of the ending

The ending that won’t go away

And as my memories race back to love’s eager beginning

Reluctant to play with the thoughts of the ending

The ending that won’t go away

And this looks like a December day