I went walking through a field
Came upon a rose
You took my breath away
and with you I shared my soul
I watched as you changed
Into full bloom
You were so beautiful
Shimmering under the moon

But all good things
must come to an end
one stage is over
as another begins
The winter arrived
The snow came down
I watched as you withered
and fell rotting to the groud

Fell to my knees
reached to the sky
felt your spirit 
and started to cry
picked up your remains
tore them apart
and just like the stars feel the sky
your memory feels my heart

I cried an ocean
tried to drwon myself
everything is so empty
sufering by muself
now the fields' empty
empty as my soul
as i wonder aimlessly
trying to feel the hole

Memory...
memory...
memory...