Once I'm gone, turned to stone long ago, I hope you still think of me.

Leave me flowers everyday on my grave of stone.

Let my soul rest in peace, knowing you still love me.

Let our love turn to mystery,
a legend for the generations to be.

I will sleep on my grave of stone, unmoving,
untouched by the time.

Dreaming a dream of our love,
of the time we got together.

Everyday you leave flowers on my grave of stone,
every single one I have loved.

The roses,
the tulips,
hyacinths and lilies,
carnations,
orchids,
the daffodils too.

I lay here in silence,
day in and day out,
through the summer sun
and the winter snow,
my rest has not been broken.

So come to my grave of stone,
my eternal resting place.

Lay down your love
in the form of flowers
and become history with me.

Once I am gone, turned to stone longe ago,
we will enter realm of the myths

So I lay here on my grave of stone,
with your flowers of love in my hand.