Sep 7
Your sun has set,
And my butterflies flew away
But even under your moon,
I'm drawn to you like a moth to a flame
And my butterflies flew away
But even under your moon,
I'm drawn to you like a moth to a flame
Your flame so bright,
With a purplish hue,
I'll try every night,
To get closer to you
With a purplish hue,
I'll try every night,
To get closer to you
