You might wake up some morning to the sound of something moving past your window in the wind
And if you're big enough to rise, you'll catch the fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow
Out on the new horizon, you may see the floating motions 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 nips 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 nips of wonder, I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love
I chase the butterfly of love
I chase the butterfly of love
B-b-b-b-butterfly of love
B-b-b-b-butterfly of love