Yellow butterfly, I could ask you why
you float in the breeze
and you easily find strength to flutter
The wind blows down trees
but your delicate wings aren't bothered
Every day I find life demands a lie
Simply consuming and never in tune with the mind
Seers enlightening all and just passing my by
Help me to look through the window to see out (not in)
though I don't ask perfection
to find the light on the outside
to look far and see wide beyond my reflection
Life breaks down the door
Time removes the floor
To question the play
turns the bulk of each day into ashes
You discover the way to the exit
to find where the trash is
Help us to look through the window
to see out not in though I don't ask perfection
To find the light on the outside to look far
to see wide beyond my reflection
Gentle is my name
From love in love I came
And age and time my try to change
A child I remain
A child I remain