Under Your Tree

The leaves they fall
Upon the day that makes a memory
Those pleading eyes
Echoing silently in me

The final nights
I guard her sleep, I can do without
The fear's down deep
There's nothing good in this morning

Oh, and I know
Invested feelings in the one I would outlast
My little friend is getting tired, fading fast

Did not want to see the signs of the dimming flame
I need to have more time

No, I don't want to let you go
Tonight I fear I'll say goodbye to my little friend
Don't want to let you go

The kindest heart I've found
I lowered into the ground
Your smile kept me alive
Back when the skies were still

You always liked this place
Now sleep under the tree
I planted here the day
When you were born

(Sonata Arctica - Under Your Tree)