The Wind of Flowers

I won't forget the day
\r\nThey puffed out your candle
\r\nThe fire went out
\r\nand it never came back again
\r\n
\r\nThe story just kind of ended
\r\nI tried to give you a light in vain
\r\nYou'll never get this time back
\r\nOnly one life to live
\r\n
\r\nThe staff of life
\r\nThe moment we took in
\r\nand exhaled
\r\n
\r\nYou were gone
\r\nSimply you were not there
\r\nYou were gone
\r\nThough you were there
\r\n
\r\nI won't forget May
\r\nWe didn't know how to distrust
\r\nThe fire was burning
\r\nso brightly it blinded me
\r\n
\r\nThis book has only about 20 pages
\r\nand doesn't have the certain end
\r\nIf someone tries to write the rest
\r\nThat's just another start
\r\n
\r\nCause you are gone
\r\nSimply you are not there
\r\nYou are gone
\r\nThough you were there
\r\n
\r\nThe ink dries
\r\nThe rain pours
\r\nbut don't wash away our memories
\r\n
\r\nCause we want to
\r\n
\r\nRemember you are gone
\r\nSimply you were here
\r\nYou are gone
\r\nand we are here
\r\n
\r\nHere's your pen
\r\nthe moment you dropped it
\r\nAnd tried to pick up
\r\nyou were gone
\r\nand we are here
\r\nnot to let them forget you