You'll never notice it
Until it's gone with the wind
You'll never need it
Until the ocean carries it away
You'll never want it
Until everything's blur
And you can no longer see it

Until it's too late

'Cause even the most gorgeous flowers,
Wither
Even your favorite scents
Gradually fade away
Neither a potion nor spell
Can make them stay
And you wont even be aware of it
Until you realize
There's nothing around you
Left to stay