But in our girl, your heart's still sweet,
But her smile cuts through the despair,
With a love that holds us tight,
Now they're staring back at me, asking why,
I tell her tales of your gentle grace,
Through her, you live, through her, you stay,
And see your ghost in her tender face.
Memories haunt me in the dead of night,
In her eyes, I see your light,
She's a beacon, she's my guide,
Whispering secrets through the trees,
In our hearts, come what may.
I see your face in those sweet mistakes.
She asks about you when the stars are bright,
And though you're gone, you're never far,
I see your reflection in our little star.
I can still hear your voice in the breeze,
She draws your picture with colours bright,
Through her laughter, I find you.
Says you're the angel in the night,
Guiding me through the darkest night.
She's my anchor, she's my guide,
A living proof that you survived.
So, we carry on, in this endless fight,
Sometimes the pain's too much to bear,
Every smile she shows, every laugh she makes,
But her laughter brings a ray of light,
A piece of you that never died.
Oh, I miss you, love, with every beat,
And when I hold her close, I hold you too,
With her tiny hands in the soft moonlight,
She had eyes like the morning sky,