| The leaves they fall
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| Upon the day that makes a memory
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| Those pleading eyes
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| Echoing, silently in me
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| The final nights
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| I guard her sleep, I can do without
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| The fears down deep
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| There’s nothing good in this morning…
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| Oh, and I know…
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| Invested feelings in the one I would outlast
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| My little friend is getting tired, fading fast…
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| Did not want to see the signs of the dimming flame
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| I need to have more time
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| No, I don’t want to let you go
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| Tonight I fear I’ll say goodbye to my little friend
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| Don’t want to let you go…
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| The warmest heart I’ve found
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| I lower into the ground
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| My tears, forever with you
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| Resting under your tree
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| You have always loved this place
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| It now belongs to you…
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| I need to set you free
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| And go on alone
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| One day in my feeble timeline
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| You gave me your heart and stole mine
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| Tomorrows came too fast for me
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| To hear your slow, silent goodbye…
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| The kindest heart I’ve found
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| I lowered into the ground
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| Your smile kept me alive
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| Back when the skies were still
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| You always liked this place
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| Now sleep under the tree
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| I planted here the day
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| When you were born
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| I should’ve been ready, seen the nearing end
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| My little old friend, a child
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| That day I had to say goodbye and turn the bend
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| But I’ll never let go |