A touch of April in your smile July and Agust in your yellow hair

A sweet September in your eyes November notions in the clothes you wear

You're every season's work of art but there's a cold December in your heart

It seemed to me the day we met that all the flowers had begun to bloom

I thought you'd help me to forget the dusty shadows of my lonely room

I should have known right from the start about the cold December in your heart



I loved you more and more each day through every season of the year

Your lovin' laughter seemed to say your life was empty when I wasn't near

Old love would lead you to the grave I was a fool to think you loved my too

You always took but you never gave until you've taken all my love for you

I feel a chill I must depart and leave the cold December in your heart

In your heart in your heart