August In December

© 2015 Vicky Harris / Paul Carne

Snow falls on the street outside
It’s so hard to believe
That in my heart a new flame burns
Born on Christmas Eve

Just one touch of your little hand
Makes me pause and understand
I can let go of the hard times I remember
You make me feel like August in December

The world is such a busy place
I’m always spinning round
But precious, as I look at you
I’m standing here spellbound

Just one touch of your little hand
Makes me pause and understand
I can let go of the hard times I remember
You make me feel like August in December

Your daddy, he’s my Baby Blue
Your mommy’s my dear friend
Your grandpa says he’ll carry you
To Candyland and back again

Now we’ve climbed the wooden hill
It’s time to say ni-night
And as I lay you in your crib
You hold my finger tight

Just one touch of your little hand
Makes me pause and understand
I can let go of the hard times I remember
’Cause you’re my little August in December