If only there was a way I could let you knowhow much you mean to me, you’d never goaway so far that all I can do now, dearis whisper a wish, that you were here.

Oh, if you’re up there, I’d do anythingto bring you back, I’d even singthe song of love, till it makes me bleedout love, darling, will you pay heed?

Take me away - to a garden of flowers; a scented reality with lilac showers.

The lesson I learned from her final goodbye: is for ego to live, love must surely die.

When my pillow would no longer be wet,when I won’t curl up, cursing my fate,maybe then I’ll fly, feel alive againthen somehow maybe I’ll get rid of this pain.

Our time together was the best yet.But even in paradise the sun must set.