Dancing bears, Painted wings, Things I almost remember. And a song, someone sings, Once upon a December. Someone holds me safe and warm, Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully, Across my memory. Far away, long ago, Glowing dim as an ember. Things my heart, Used to know, Once upon a December. Someone holds me safe and warm, Horses prance through a silver storm, Figures dancing gracefully. Across my memory, Far away, long ago, Glowing dim an as ember. Things my heart, Used to know, Things it yearns to remember. And a song Someone sings, Once upon a December.