Bob Lind - Elusive Butterfly Of Love (Stereo) | Текст песни

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You might wake up some morning,
To the sound of something,
Moving past your window in the wind.

And if you're quick enough to rise,
You'll catch a fleeting glimpse,
Of someone's fading shadow.

Out on the new horizon,
You may see the floating motion,
Of a distant pair of wings.

And if the sleep has left your ears,
You might hear footsteps,
Running through an open meadow.

Don't be concerned, it will not harm you,
It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of,
Across my dreams, with nets of wonder,
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love.

You might have heard my footsteps,
Echo softly in the distance,
Through the canyons of your mind.

I might have even called your name,
As I ran searching,
After something to believe in.

You might have seen me running,
Through the long abandoned ruins,
Of the dreams you left behind.

If you remember something there,
That glided past you followed close,
By heavy breathing.

Don't be concerned, it will not harm you,
It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of,
Across my dreams with nets of wonder,
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love.

Across my dreams with nets of wonder,
I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love.