Blue Butterflies

Pretty flowers in her hair.......

Blue butterflies..........

You are there

Blue butterflies..........

Follow you.........

They love you too

The field.....

Golden through

For amongst the pain.........

Such beauty

Cannot stain

Blue butterflies..............

Pretty flowers in her hair

No one those you are there

The golden field

Where I saw you first

Pretty flowers in your hair.........

Slaked my thirst

I want to yield

I want you there

Blue butterflies encircle you,

In the golden field

Pretty flowers in your hair

I know you are there

For, love is true

For beauty comes to those,

who seek and want it too