Dying slowly underwater
with your pa per wings all wet
Floating limply after flying in the clouds,
soon you'll be dead
As your col ours fade away, it's over now
There's no more play and no
more resting under flowers
No more hiding from the showers,
they will end
The sun is red now,
though things you can forget
now though you know,
there's not much to forget
Dying slowly on the wa ter with
your pa per wings all wet
Let me be a happy butterfly after
whom the children run
Let me be a happy butterfly
always searching for the sun
I know my life will end tomorrow,
there's no time for feeling sorrow
For I still see all the flowers under
which I hid from showers
But I can't get up that high
And so I dream that I can fly
And those dreams will have to
take me to the sun
Let me be a happy butterfly
After whom the children run
To be alive, I thought a man had
need of colored wings
To fly away from all the pain
that living seems to bring
But today I've changed my mind
because I find that I've been blind
I couldn't see that even you could hurt
life's pain and trouble too
Now I see that all my flying really
means I wasn't trying
To find other ways to
meet what life can bring
To be alive, I have no need
to use your col oured wings