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