She paints an empty canvas   when she is afraid   she built a falling castle   with her body of sand    and although lost she found love in the eyes of him   shoulder she could fall on   was never taken in   and all the rain is falling   and the side walks are stained   with roses from her brushes and    the pictures from her hands   oh   she cries a little harder    she only cried to me   now if she called my name    I would have ran to catch her   And the only tear left now comes from me   So now I say these words to say to you    I find it so hard to lose her   The greatest gift that God ever gave to me   was a girl I named December   she was a girl that I need   December