• I'm pretty sure I danced with you
    Once Upon A December
    The touch of your hand convinces me so
    Though I cannot fully remember.

    Your arms around me, safe and warm
    Protect me while the tempest storms
    Your lips touched mine, soft and sweet
    At least, I think that's the memory

    Perhaps I have it all wrong, for you see
    These feelings are as swift as the breeze
    How can I trust what your touch does to me
    Revives a lost memory
    Of once upon a December

    I'm pretty sure I was loved by you
    Once Upon A December
    But you see, my mind works so trickily
    That I can't quite trust what I remember.