Amy Grant December
Dawn is cold and blurry
Sunrise in the rain
As a bird cries clearly
Walking through the flurries
On this Christmas Day
You are nowhere near
You are nowhere near, anymore
Seasons fade and tremble
The sun wrestles the sky
Just like late December
Just like you and I
You may not remember
Often I recall
Love was like a song
Looming like the winter
Fleeting like the fall
We have come and gone
We have come and gone
Seasons fade and tremble
The sun wrestles the sky
Just like late December
Just like you and I
Just like late December
Just like you and I
