This looks like a December day   This looks like a time to remember day   And I remember a spring, such a sweet tender thing   And love's summer college where the green leaves of knowledge   Were waiting to fall with the fall      And where September wine   Numbed a measure of time   Through the tears of October, now November's over   And this looks like a December day      This looks like a December day   It looks like we've come to the end of the way   And as my memories race back to love's eager beginning   Reluctant to play with the thoughts of the ending   The ending that won't go away      And as my memories race back to love's eager beginning   Reluctant to play with the thoughts of the ending   The ending that won't go away   And this looks like a December day