Snow has covered her grave And flowers have withered away Cold wind cries in the trees Frozen tears mark my grief The flickering, weak candlelight Shatters the dead of the night I bury my face in my hands I try to speak but I can't With a breeze arrives a sparrow Lands on her gravestone I raise my head and I realize I am no longer alone Haven of shadows in the garden of stones Cold wind blows out the flame And darkness surrounds me again The sparrow starts silently singing A song only she and I know I shed a tear on her grave And silently whisper her name As cold wind still shakes the trees I know she now rests in peace With a breeze leaves the sparrow Flies into the unknown I bow my head and realize I want to follow