Art Rush - A Butterfly Lands lyrics

ft. Peter Rush A bu*terfly lands on young Stevie Wonder's hands As he plays the piano He composes sweetly, gently Hands of tender cocoa The bu*terfly observes his playing Silently she learns And when she sweeps home She composes her own Based on what she learned And when she sweeps home She composes her own Based on what she learned A bu*terfly lands on young Stevie Wonder's hands As he plays the piano And beads of sweat Sneak off his face And you my dear You lick them up And when she sweeps home She composes her own Based on what she learned And when she sweeps home She composes her own Based on what she learned She sits on his tender hands hours in a day Spotlights from jets Light up the clouds Through bedroom skylights And the bu*terfly observes as she composes And when she sweeps home She composes her own Based on what she learned