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 |