Little cucoon wrapped up tight
Breaks it\'s skin\'s and soon takes flight
Pretty pretty butterfly wings so blue
Floats up to the pale pale moon
It\'s wings are coated in pretty patterns
Brightened up by my midnight lantern
With swirls and twirls and small pink spots
So many colours... lots and lots
We walk down this lightened path
Butterfly watches from the heath
I don\'t think it meant it, but it distracted you
I continue to scream, who? Who?
Pretty butterfly dances so sweet
Me and you? We weep, we weep.
I don\'t think I weep the way you do
I don\'t think I love me too
You wander off the path to the right
Lost, as is the night\'s dim light
I search and search, you\'re no where to be found
Butterfly butterfly softly lands
On my hand and rests there
There\'s rotten leaves in my hair
So swiftly, so swiftly I squish you in hand
Rub and hurt you til you go flat
Pretty butterfly breaths one last breath
As it falls from my grasp and balcony
To cold cold concrete