Under Your Tree

The leaves they fall,
upon the day that makes a memory.
Those pleading eyes,
echoing silently in me.

The final night, 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 warmest heart I've found,
I lower into the ground.
My tears are forever with you,
resting under your tree.

You have always loved this place,
it now belongs to you.
I need to set you free,
and go on alone.

One day in my feeble timeline,
you gave me your heart and stole mine.
Tomorrow's came too fast for me,
to hear your slow, silent goodbye.

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.

I should've been ready,
seen the nearing end.
My little old friend, a child!
No, I don't want to let you go!

That day I had to say goodbye,
and turn the bend.
But I'll never let go!