When I met you,
I felt like a flower seduced by a butterfly
And our parting left me waiting
'Til I wither and die.

And she smiled
Like everything was right
But if somebody looked
Long enough
He would noticed
She lost the sparks in her eyes.

I am torn between loving and unloving you;
Burning bridges and closing doors
Or jumping into the void
And perhaps;
Learn how to fly.

If I were not me
I will be a river
Moving on and on
Touching the world
Watching people
Hearing hearts
In silence
Before I become submerged
In the bigger reality of the ocean.

So beautiful and so scary.
It makes you brave
And scares the hell out of you
It makes you admire its beauty
While you writhe in the pain
it brought you.
Such irony.
Love will always be love.

Beautiful flower, how are you?
You've been showered by the kisses of the morning dew
You are guided by the hand that holds the vast blue sky
But why oh why, am I hearing you sigh?

Serenaded by the whispers of bees and butterflies
Admired by the thick clouds moving up in the skies
You sleep under the branches of the sturdy tall tree
But why in your sadness you cry infinitely?

Oh true! Love passes by quickly without us noticing
And go with it the melodies we so often sing
But other butterflies are passing by, your tears you must wipe
Tomorrow you will wither, do not waste your life..

Chasing butterflies into the sky
I wonder why they have to fly
And just as it seemed it should be
I cant't keep them just to me

The more I'd go after and chasing
The more I feel like losing
And every time I hold a butterfly
I have to open my hands and let it fly

Chasing butterflies into the sky
Letting them go or else they die
But something also dies inside of me
Every time I set one free

I don't know why when we shall grow
We have to give up things and let them go
And things to which we must say our good byes
Are times we spent chasing butterflies.