Silke

It's hard to imagine
the rest of this life
not knowing of your grace.
Part of me is in the grave

and I'll forever grieve
while a rest forever lives
to regret mistakes.

Back then
fought so hard not to lose you
when you were already mine.

Still fighting
but you've been gone now
for quite some time.

Finally
I honestly cried
just for the loss of you

without panic and its fire
without fear of losing you
for all of it has come true.

Haunted by hurting your
heart. It was unconditional
golden light that loved

without knowing another thing.
You gave yourself
with a rose's purity

when pierced by my thorn
protecting me from your own
your greatest concern.

I'll always need your love
I'll have to live without
guess this is what growing old
is also about.