Little butterfly
You must dry your eyes
in waiting for this one
youll misss the rising sun

Little butterfly
spread your wings and fly
you weren’t made to
live in your cocoon

wake up dear for it’s half past soon
dust off your wings this day
a light breeze caresses you
dandelion chauffers you on

Little butterfly
you must dry your eyes
waitng for this one
your colors turn to brown

And flapping wildly
in the nightime sky
youll look for light
that’s burning far too bright