When fickle youth was on my sideI took a loan, it all faded rightHe picked me up from the train stationWe were alive, we were aliveWhen brutal truth gave birth and diedI let a man of mystery confideI barely knew his heart at allBut petals fallI barely knew his heart at allWhere they may fallI leaned againstThe woody barricadeBetween the presentAnd before love was madeI knew you'd sing meJust like a serenadeI knew you'd leave meLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightWhen fickle youth was on my sideI took a whimsical boat rideAnd when my skin was dryWas burned with sunYou kissed it coldValeriaWhen my sweet toothWas sanctifiedI let a man's whiskey kisses collideHis every hopeInside my earWas burned with sunAnd the watercolorsBlurred me in clearI leaned againstThe woody barricadeBetween the presentAnd before love was madeI knew you'd sing meJust like a serenadeI knew you'd leave meWith you near youAnd I was hangedLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at nightLike butterflies at night