Gently leaning over, I brush your hair aside,
I listen your breathing, I hear you softly sigh...

I watched you from my window,
As you walked amongst the leaves...

There was a time when all we'd see,
Was one and other, so peacefully...

And in the darkness, where we lie,
I'll hide my smile and contently sigh...

I do not regret my final goodbye,
I had no reason, to comfort your cries...

When people die, the loss cuts us deep,
Not only do we lose a friend or family member...

Prowling through the lonely heart,
Deep within your forest so dark...