She paints an empty canvas

when she is afraid

she built a falling castle

with her body of sand

and although lost she found love in the eyes of him

shoulder she could fall on

was never taken in

and all the rain is falling

and the side walks are stained

with roses from her brushes and

the pictures from her hands

oh

she cries a little harder

she only cried to me

now if she called my name

I would have ran to catch her

And the only tear left now comes from me

So now I say these words to say to you

I find it so hard to lose her

The greatest gift that God ever gave to me

was a girl I named December

she was a girl that I need

December