Your footsteps in the snow Your hands for me to hold They were mine here but nine years ago. Lights are on the tree But all I wish to be Is back with you smiling at me. Every December we'd fare the cold And swore we would treasure this fire of old. But flames fade away and I'm left to remember The fire we were now a glowing ember. Ribbons hanging down And angels on the ground I still see your face in our places in town. And there's nothing else to do But dream the winter through And live in these memories of you. Every December we'd fare the cold And swore we would treasure this fire of old. But flames fade away and I'm left to remember The fire we were now a glowing ember. Every December I'll fare the cold I promise to treasure our fire of old. It faded away and I'll always remember The fire we were now a glowing ember.