I'm standing at your grave, looking back to every day one of these before you died, as you were on my side i'm standing at your grave, remembering your first smile since then i can't forget, as you were on my side
when my world was falling down, your voice resounded all around now i'm sitting on the way, wait for resurrection day is there anyplace to go, where i could see you once more? would you ever come to me one day? one day, one day, one day, one day
her voice fades into the distance, her body glides to the world in black when will i, when will i overcome her decease?