There's a Victorian tin I keep my memories in

I found it up in the attic

After looking inside I find the things that I'm hiding

The leaves saved from a mistletoe kiss

Only nostalgia has me feeling like this

Like I miss you

It must be the time of year



Remember December

It's like a wintergreen beside a diamond stream

Remember December

A fall of snow and the afterglow

It could be taking our breath away

but the years stand in the way

Remember December

How does it make you feel inside?



Beneath a Valentine, I see a locket is shining

I think it must be the wine

makes me feel it's all real

Where nothing seems to rhyme

To breathe life into the dust of a keepsake

I might as well try to fix a chain on a snowflake

or a heartache

It must be the time of year



Should I feel this alone, should I pick up the phone

Should I call up and wish you 'Happy Christmas'?

I feel so alone, should I pick up the phone

Take my heart in my hand

and ask if you remember