In a far of land there lived a beautiful bu*terfly In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees And winding through this paradise, a river danced along And played with the constant summer breeze The bu*terfly found a tiny branch at the riverside And watched the water rushing who-knows-where Carefully he sheltered from the power of the breeze For surely it could toss him through the air Im a bu*terfly, he said, trivial and small And in the greater scheme of things I dont mean much at all So Ill flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view Im a bu*terfly, what more can I do? One afternoon, the bu*terfly asked the river Madam, what makes you hurry so? What splendid destination are you rippling toward? Where, oh, where do you go? The river said, Im headed for the ocean And summer breeze inspires me to race My friend, youd love the ocean, its remarkable to see Wont you join our friendly chase? Im a bu*terfly, he said, trivial and small And in the greater scheme of things I dont mean much at all So Ill flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view Im a bu*terfly, what more can I do? So the bu*terfly, he dreamed of the ocean He longed to flutter high above the seas But there are dangers in the sky for a tiny bu*terfly So from his branch he asked a question of the breeze What makes you chase the river towards the ocean? And the breeze told him a most amazing thing Im simply made up of the currents in the air That start from the movement of your wing, your tiny wing Youre a bu*terfly my friend, powerful and strong And Im grateful for the way youve always hurried me along When you flap your wings to stretch yourself, it might seem small to you But you change the world with everything you do So he stretched his wings and took off from the safety of his tree And the bu*terfly finally saw the sea