It's this time of year that i love the most
dancing and singing in the snow
and if you stand along the michigan coast
then that's when you really know
feeling free and swept away
december, my december
what a beautful day
something about each tiny flake
has a personality all it's own
lie down on the beach, stare up at the sky
and that's when you've truly known
no matter where you are, no matter what you do
winter is the time of year
that will always seem so true
depressing, some may call it
with it's gray skies and cold
but i know that my december
will be there when i'm far too old