Mountain berry fields
Come with me, come
Deer linger where we would run
Christmas pleasantry scents drift and come
Treasure nooks bury good sums
But who keeps all the reminders?
Birds will sing forever
When we're together
Notes fall back in time
Clocks bring them forward
Sleeping brook begin us toward
Holly hour and tea time spread delight
Snowmen smile when winter's ripe
Days grow short, nights remain bright
Birds will sing forever
When we're together
Played on silver strings
Carols keep us warm
Memories come as our tears form
Am I sure to be one greeting home?
Have we crossed the dreams of life?
Can we bring back the old times?