I am a butterfly.....
He is a stone....

I like how beautiful all the flowers..
I like to fly around cause my wings are strong and beautiful..

He accept the moss to stay on his body..
He doesn't know how to move
He is too heavy for his own heart

He likes to watch me dancing in the air

He is there, He is stay...

When my wings are broken
When i'm no longer could fly

He is there, He is stay still..

He accept me to lay on his heavy heart..