An early morning in DecemberAutumn leaves in lowing windLight snowflakes are falling downLightly conquers the groundI close my eyes and rememberHappy days when we were childrenMaking angels in the snowLike pilots from heavenI close my eyes and still rememberLaughter and joyI close my eyes and still rememberAnd like a church bell ringingWaves ofVoices from a distant valleySending through the futureEchoes of timeTimeThe way we look upUpon the futureThe night ride on white horsesThe games that people playWon't be unexpectedI close my eyes and still rememberLaughter and joyI close my eyes and still rememberAnd like a church bell ringingWaves ofVoices from a distant valleySending through the futureEchoes of timeTymeLyricistGesturesSubjectiveurmI close my eyes and I still remember laughter and joyI'm like a church bell ringing, waking us upVoices from the distant valley, sounding through the futureEchoes of the timeEchoes of the timeEchoes of the timeEchoes of the time