Well, she didn't see it coming, she was taken in the blink of a mother's eye

A whole world flashed as the driver hit the gas.

No time to ask why.

Slow motion crimson The heart loses rhythm Siren's kaleidoscope below

As she starts to float on Out of luck in the make-believe We're all stuck inside of a butterfly's dream How do you save a little footprint of a crane in last night's snow?

Holding on in vain to the skaters' figure eights where the river now flows

Red roses rising, don't fight your crying

Even from our ashes cities grow Where the streets of pain would go Out of luck in the make-believe We're all stuck inside

Of a butterfly's dream Out of luck

Then I make believe We're all stuck inside

Of a butterfly's dream And I know you'll agree We're all just too scared Of disappearing

I wish I could hold you forever till time comes and swallows me

We're all just stuck inside of a butterfly.

In the make-believe stuck inside

Of a butterfly stream out of love

In the neighborhood, stuck inside

Of a butterfly's beauty coming out In the maple leaves coming out of the sun Of a butterfly's dream out of love

In the maverick, stuck inside of the world for issue number one.

You'll be coming late, but I'll be sharp inside.

Oh, come on, girl, I'll be straight out of line.

And momentum makes no second sign.

Momentum makes no second sign.

Butterfly dreams

Butterfly.