on this first day of December I have a true love to remember written letters to send her I need her to hear these words I need the address to a place called heaven I know that's where she lives she was a angel when she was down here we met when ice was on the ground we held each other up to keep from falling down outside its cold I can't sleep I reach in deep feeling for a piece of my missing soul if I never find that piece I know I'll never be whole