For all of those that suffer with depression
whose hearts still hold the beauty of the butt
I would like to be a butterfly
whose hearts still hold the beauty of the butt
I would like to be a butterfly
Floating in the breeze
Drinking from the sweetest flowers
Pretty as you please
To fly upon a cloud
And rest my weary wings
Then float on by and say hello
To every bird that sings
I would like to be a butterfly That lands upon your sill When you grace me with your eyes I would see the joy you feel Then I would gently flutter off Floating in the air I think I'll find a lovely girl Whose heart is in dispair With much care I flutter down Landing in her hair Dancing all around her As I try to calm her fears But she is weeping too har I am here
Drinking from the sweetest flowers
Pretty as you please
To fly upon a cloud
And rest my weary wings
Then float on by and say hello
To every bird that sings
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