O butterfly
butterfly of mine...

Your out of my mind,
Stars start to shine...

I hate it that we don't talk any more
I hate it that things aren't the same...

Looking in the mirror of Truth,
You want to smile...

No one knows,
No one cared...

Hello pain my old firend
I have come to talk to you again...

Never land is seen in the stars
second to the right...

Can't you see
this thing is not for me...

My first kiss
Was sorely missed...