Not so much a glimmer of hope.
The river flows on anyhow…
Not so much a glimmer of hope.
The river flows on anyhow…
December, come to me
I hope I can see
You’re not just in dreamsI will let you be
Why can’t you believe
How much you really mean?December, won’t you come
Back with snow, even sun?
Don’t say that it’s doneI will carry you home
Take you from the loneliest place
You have knownI will carry you home
Take me from the loneliest place
I have known 1
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