As I sat, I watched closely
How uncomfortable my gaze made her feel
Not once, not twice, have I caught her eyes on me
Even though I'm dying, I prefer not to see
Love begets loves
And love is never made for one
It is not to be hidden, it is to be shown
And to be treated with care, like precious gold.
I'm good at putting up a front
But now my guards are down
There is this tingly feeling in my guts
I think I've got butterflies.
Butterfly of gold, butterfly of gold
So fragile, yet very precious
Butterfly of gold butterfly of gold
Do not lose thy Luster to the test of love
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 9:47 AM UTC
As I sat, I watched closely
How uncomfortable my gaze made her feel
Not once, not twice, have I caught her eyes on me
Even though I'm dying, I prefer not to see
Love begets loves
And love is never made for one
It is not to be hidden, it is to be shown
And to be treated with care, like precious gold.
I'm good at putting up a front
But now my guards are down
There is this tingly feeling in my guts
I think I've got butterflies.
Butterfly of gold, butterfly of gold
So fragile, yet very precious
Butterfly of gold butterfly of gold
Do not lose thy Luster to the test of love