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.

You dont understand how i feel half of the time
You dont understand how it will be  when you say goodbye
It will be the hardest thing but atleast its not you moving upstairs
I would love you to saty with me and our friends
But we both know you want the best education you can get
And thats why i except your desion even though it will be hard
For not only me but you
So we shall share this little amount of time
Like we have none left
So Mathilde
Lets start spending