Your footsteps in the snow
Your hands for me to hold
They were mine here but nine years ago.
Lights are on the tree
But all I wish to be
Is back with you smiling at me.
Every December we'd fare the cold
And swore we would treasure this fire of old.
But flames fade away and I'm left to remember
The fire we were now a glowing ember.
Ribbons hanging down
And angels on the ground
I still see your face in our places in town.
And there's nothing else to do
But dream the winter through
And live in these memories of you.
Every December we'd fare the cold
And swore we would treasure this fire of old.
But flames fade away and I'm left to remember
The fire we were now a glowing ember.
Every December I'll fare the cold
I promise to treasure our fire of old.
It faded away and I'll always remember
The fire we were now a glowing ember.