Another time I may not be scared
But butterflies are hard to repair
Little words lead into other worlds and more
Don't ever learn from lives that we've lived before
Satisfied by what we have now
We're hypnotised by the hunger somehow
And butterflies don't live for so long
Summer sun and the scent of your skin
Pushing on as your eyes pull me in
To the nights in the heat of your bed
And the fire as the embers burn red
Then I'm thinking of winter
Of mountains and streams
Of the cold in the valley
When our promises slide into dreams
What will I give
To keep in your soul
To bring back the time
When tomorrow's grown old?
What will we leave
In each other's smile?
Another time I may not be scared
But butterflies they're hard to repair
Little words lead into other worlds and more
And butterflies don't live for so long