Every days and every nights
Under the moon, among the sky
Softly like a floating leaf
Lay on the flowers what you need
But you can't fly beside the clouds
And you can't run under the ground
Too little wings, too little hopes
The edge is not your own
Cause I know
What I left
Every day behind my back
I can touch the sky and I can loose my head
But in this flight
The flight of a bu*terfly
Life is going out of time
And I can't wait you
And so you run
You run to fast for your own wings
Behind the door, I just can feel
The light dust falls down
Every days and every nights
With cradle moon, sun by your side
Painted by a stranger's hand
Between the meadow 'n' flowers' heads
Where you can't fly beside the clouds
And you can't run under the ground
Too little wings, too little hopes
The edge is not your own
Every single day
I turn my self
Into shadow...
Please don't stop to run
Bring me before
I'll be shadow
But in this flight
The flight of a bu*terfly
Life is going out of time
And I can't wait you
And so you run
You run to fast for your own wings
Behind the door I just can find
My own desire and my hopes
I can't feel
I can't feel! I can't feel your lonely tears
I can't find! I can't find your cries
Now you can't fly...
Now you can't fly...
MY bu*tERFLY