From our thoughts to our memories,
From our days to our nights.
From the east to the west,
From my love that I write.

From the sadness we shed when you went away,
But in our hearts and minds you will forever stay.

We speak in our dreams, but don't say a word.
Life means everything, even to a little bird.

Eight long years since we last saw you,
Eight long years of pain and sorrow.

Tearful eyes gazed in sadness,
Lowering you in to a hole of blackness.

Shutting out the light that you're never to see,
R.I.P. you mean everything to me.