Chilly winter air,
blowing over the silent land,
quietly sighing in despair I really try to understand why did she have to go?

She,
who had so much to give!
So many things left to do!
So many things to live for!

Suddenly I shiver,
there's something on my nose.
Makes me remember for when i was so close.

My life back then we saved,
simply by a mericale,
it had to be,
more than anything i've ever wished.

I wish that she could now share this with me.

I stand above her gravestone that I made her,
as I place a frozen rose upn the ground.

I look at the sky with my cheeks slightly iced over,
from the sudden tears that I had shed.

As I sit upon my knee's,
I sit there and cry why,
why did you have to take her from me.