Dancing Bears,
painted wings:
things I almost remember.
And a song someone sings
Once Upon A December.

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prace 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.

(instrumental tune)

Someone holds me safe and warm,
horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dacing gracefully
across my memory.

(change of tune)

Far away, long ago
glowing dim as an amber.
Things my heart used to know.
Things it yearns to remember.

And a song someone sings
Once Upon a Dece-em-ber.