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?