Lyricist : Victor Lundberg

Composer : Victor Lundberg

I got asked to a funeral tomorrow,

Something that I never thought I would do again.

It all brought me back to when

A preacher shared her words of comfort then.

She said:

“Imagine we all live beneath the water,

Never knowing of the skies and light that wander,

The wind that carries over far-off fields,

Where every shadow bends and softly yields.”

Butterfly,

Drifting by,

Through the endless afternoon.

Shining bright wherever you flew—

Although I ain’t a believer,

I’ll always remember you.

 

Butterfly,

Drifting by,

Through the endless afternoon.

Shining bright wherever you flew—

Although I ain’t a believer,

I’ll always remember you.