When the last petal falls,
And all that is left,
Is sorrowful calls,
And the tears of death.
When the last flower dies,
And the last memory plays,
When I know that I,
Can be there again.
I know how to find,
Where my lover hides,
Together our bind,
Completes our minds.
We once broke apart,
And I almost died,
But now in my heart,
The loss has been fried.
When the last petal falls.
