Frozen in December

The wind is whispering my name, And the shoreline feels the same, As I stand alone in silence, Looking for a spark of grace… I’m standing in the water, Where the world grows still and white, Every breath becomes a memory, In the fading winter light. The cold wraps all around me, Like a story carved in stone, I can feel my heartbeat slowing, In this quiet, frozen zone. And I wonder if the snowfall Hides the places I’ve been torn, If the night can melt the shadows Of a heart that’s tired and worn… I’m frozen in December, A sculpture made of dreams, Waiting for the Christmas star To break through winter’s seams. I’m holding on to hope tonight, Though the world feels far away, Frozen in December But I’m praying for the day… When Christmas finds me. The days grow ever shorter, And the nights fall deep and slow, But I watch the gentle snowfall Painting heaven on the snow. My hands are turning silver, Like the frost upon the pine, Yet something warm inside me Whispers softly, “You’ll be fine.” ’Cause even in the silence, There’s a promise on the air, That peace is slowly coming, On a sleigh of answered prayers… I’m frozen in December, A sculpture made of dreams, Waiting for the Christmas star To break through winter’s seams. I’m holding on to hope tonight, Though the world feels far away, Frozen in December But I’m praying for the day… When Christmas finds me. Let the candles glow around me, Let the carols fill the air, Let the light of love surround me, In the cold I whisper prayers. For every storm I’m facing, There’s a reason I still stand, Christmas warmth is slowly waking, In the hollow of my hands… I’m frozen in December, But the thaw is drawing near, I can feel the hope of Christmas Melting every fear. So here I stand in winter’s grip, Yet something lights my way Frozen in December… ’Til Christmas finds me someday. Snow is falling softly, And the night begins to glow, Christmas breathes a promise In the quiet of the snow…