Butterfly Suite
Who sweeps the squalid rain
To scan through pinks and pray
I laughed without escape above a frightened rays
A touch of wanderlust, a tome of all that's dust
It settled on the first rung
It's morning to good morning
Good morning to you sun
Don't ever set on our love
As our love has begun
To hold you from afar
To sing out butterfly
I'm sloth when miles presides
Bedances rent with crying
It's morning to good morning
Good morning to you sun
Don't ever set on our love
'Cause our love has begun
I'm here to be, the same degree with you
Believe (believe, believe)
Escaped, 'cause here I am to follow you with I
Climbed with dead stuck I, to follow you
Unto I
For love, you catch freedom
For love (love, for love), it makes wanton
For love
It's morning to good morning
Good morning to you sun
Don't ever set on our love
'Cause our love has begun
Across this realm of dew stains
Swept with tears from gulfs
Adrift upon dread heaven
Strangers as their own
I'm here to be (I'm here to be)
The same degree with you
Believe (believe, believe)
I'm here to be (I'm here to be)
The same degree with you
Believe (believe, believe)
(Believe, believe)
(Believe, believe)
(Believe, believe)
(Believe, believe)
(Believe, believe)
(Believe, believe)
(Believe, believe)