Butterflies |
I'm gonna tell you what 's inside my soul |
We are so fragile, just like melting snow |
We've got to come to see the beauty of love |
And imagine, and imagine, just imagine |
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And we're like butterflies flying to the sun |
The sun will never let us look inside |
I believe that this'll be opened up |
But at the right time |
Heartfully just wait for it, it will come |
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And even if you often were so wrong |
And you denied the miracle's possible |
But you have got to see it anyway |
And imagine, and imagine, just imagine |
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And we're like butterflies flying to the sun |
The sun will never let us look inside |
I believe that this'll be opened up |
But at the right time |
Heartfully just wait for it, it will come |
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And we're like butterflies flying to the sun (The sun) |
The sun will never let us look inside (Look inside, I believe) |
I believe that this'll be opened up |
But at the right time |
Heartfully just wait for it |
And all the secrets will come, come out |