I saw a butterfly lift in the wind, drift for a while and come back again Sweet aching babe, around after around, tasting the nectar of every flower Over and over she plays the game, so many times but it's always the same Butterfly, oh butterfly I saw a web in the limbs of a tree, a whole deathly trough covered in leaves Pale bloodless morning, clock waits for the kill, cold empty spring, no vision still Over and over she plays the game, so many times but it's always the same Over and over they do the dance thing, at the whim of fate of chance If only some long lost good man had come along and erased all the past Over and over she plays the game Over and over they do the dance Over and over, wings speeding wild, and the sweet scented breeze blows them down Over and over they do the dance Over and over they do the dance Over and over they do the dance Thanks for watching!