Every days and every nights Under the moon, among the sky Softly like a floating leaf Lay on the flowers what you need But you can't fly beside the clouds And you can't run under the ground Too little wings, too little hopes The edge is not your own Cause I know What I left Every day behind my back I can touch the sky and I can loose my head But in this flight The flight of a bu*terfly Life is going out of time And I can't wait you And so you run You run to fast for your own wings Behind the door, I just can feel The light dust falls down Every days and every nights With cradle moon, sun by your side Painted by a stranger's hand Between the meadow 'n' flowers' heads Where you can't fly beside the clouds And you can't run under the ground Too little wings, too little hopes The edge is not your own Every single day I turn my self Into shadow... Please don't stop to run Bring me before I'll be shadow But in this flight The flight of a bu*terfly Life is going out of time And I can't wait you And so you run You run to fast for your own wings Behind the door I just can find My own desire and my hopes I can't feel I can't feel! I can't feel your lonely tears I can't find! I can't find your cries Now you can't fly... Now you can't fly... MY bu*tERFLY