The Butterflies
That sensation you try to rationalize
The flitter that’s fluttering — the butterflies
That flourishing feeling is not sparks flying
It's your entire soul sorely out crying
It's your soul firing a string of warning signs
Wailing, “Get your butt...
The flitter that’s fluttering — the butterflies
That flourishing feeling is not sparks flying
It's your entire soul sorely out crying
It's your soul firing a string of warning signs
Wailing, “Get your butt...