Notice them. Noticing you. Looking away?
Butterfly\'s, thoughts, your head is all over the place.
Heart races, You stumble and stutter.
Your nervous the more they flutter.
A dream, a wish to place a sealed kiss.
Hold the dream tight and don\'t let the butterfly\'s drift.
Their voice so minor yet attractive.
You stutter, forget to breath and die a little inside.
A dream, a wish.. it will always be.
Your little secret.. it\'s safe. With me.
By __vernon