A purple butterfly
in the dark night sky.

It fly over the town
and under the bridge.
Over the stars it flies.
To the moon, it have been.

A purple butterfly
in the dark night sky.

From a dream it was born.
From a dream of a dying child.
It makes no sound.
It can't be seen.
It just flies...
Just flies in the night.

A purple butterfly
in the dark night sky.

It flies in children's dreams...
'Cause it's looking.....
Looking for the dream it was born from.
But I know...
Know that it never will find it.
'Cause the child is dead,
and the child was Me...

A purple butterfly
in the dark night sky.