May 02, 2007 00:49
you are like a butterfly,
a catipillars dream to fly.
so burst out of this old cocoon,
and dry your wings off.
Butterfly--
go ahead and fly.
it's always such a lonely loom,
it's sudden like a broken bone.
and your luck won't always come along,
so dry your tears away.
Butterfly--
go ahead and fly.
dry your tears away,
Butterfly--
don't you cry.
Leave a comment
Comments 1
Reply
Leave a comment