Time's gone by
The calendar leaves and stones fly
I might write a poem
If I could think of the words to try
What is there to remember?
The winter was December
Just one more year left behind

She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I saw was shadows on the wall

She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I heard was snow that had to fall

She left in the morning
Quietly, that was her way
On returning
I find I have nothing to say
What is there to remember?
The winter was December
Just one more year left behind

She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I saw was shadows on the wall

She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I heard was snow that had to fall

She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I saw was shadows on the wall

She never looked around to see me
She never looked around at all
All I heard was snow that had to fall