December Turning

[Intro] Snow whispers on the windowpane, a thin goodbye sung in frost A calendar breathes out December, counting what was lost [Verse 1] The streetlight blushes yellow, like a memory half-remembered Footprints fade where the world has paused, where endings are gathered I hold a cup of quiet, steaming with unspoken rain Tiny bells of ice on the breath, and a slow, enduring pain [Pre-Chorus] If the year is turning, what’s the ache that clears the air? A hint of light in the twilight, a harbor in the glare [Chorus] I hear the soft hinge of goodbye, but hope keeps its own spark A compass in the snow, guiding through the dim and stark Small signs of possible spring tucked in the December dark [Verse 2] Frost writes delicate sentences on the pane of my thoughts I read them like a farewell letter that time forgot A distant car lamp circles, a star on loan from the night Endings wear a gentle glow that hints at waking light [Pre-Chorus] If the year is turning, what’s the ache that clears the air? A whisper of beginnings in the corner of despair [Chorus] I hear the soft hinge of goodbye, but hope keeps its own spark A compass in the snow, guiding through the dim and stark Small signs of possible spring tucked in the December dark [Bridge] Let the frost hold its memory while the heart learns to wait Let the quiet turn to promise at the edge of fate [Chorus] I hear the soft hinge of goodbye, but hope keeps its own spark A compass in the snow, guiding through the dim and stark Small signs of possible spring tucked in the December dark [Outro] December sighs, and I step slower toward a fragile dawn Endings bloom in quiet spaces where a softer night is drawn