It will be

The last time we'll see how the wind blows here..
The last time we'll see how the grass grows .. here

The first time, i won't get to see you as much as now..
and i don't want you to forget me.. but it's hard.. and i don't know how..

but i want you to know..

that you're the one..
that keeps me here.
that without you..
i'd maybe already lost myself

maybe you won't understand right know..
but someday you will.
and someday you'll see,
that you're not that different from me.

so.. well, this is *i guess* my way of telling you..;

that you're always in my heart..
and in my head.
and that i love you.
and i always did.