Freezing winds were blowing,
With the cold sun staring,
The leaves were rustling,
And our faces were glowing.
Holding hands and walking under the trees,
Singing a song,
And talking about our dreams.
Watching the stars at a cold winter night,
And speaking words of sweetness,
Looking into each other’s eyes,
And sharing all the happiness.
When I think back,
I feel what I felt when I was with you,
And that’s the warmth in December,
Even though the morning grass was covered with dew.
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