The spark in his eyes has died...

Why does he no longer hold the spark in his eyes?

The spark that sprung,
The spark the lit whenever he saw me....

The spark that shone,
The spark of a past,
The spark of our history....

It's gone, it's gone,
It's faded from those eyes

It's dark, it's dark,
And yet mine shines till the end of time.....

One flame less,
One more Lonley than before...