What am I supposed to do with a girl like Jessamine?Though my eyes are open wide, she's made my life a dreamWhen Jessamine goes, part of me knowsI'm not really livingA butterfly child, so free and so wildAnd so full of livingWhen Jessamine stays, though time goes fastThis is my world at lastBeautiful days, lost in her eyesAnd then the wholeAnd then the wholeAnd then the whole world diesWhen Jessamine goes, part of me knowsI'm not really livingA butterfly child, so free and so wildAnd so full of livingWhat can you sayWhen a girl doesn't want to knowShe's too far awayAnd she makes my life a dreamWhen Jessamine goes, part of me knowsI'm not really livingA butterfly child, so free and so wildAnd so full of livingWhen Jessamine goes, part of me knowsI'm not really livingWhen Jessamine stays, though time goes fastThis is my world at lastBeautiful days, lost in her eyesAnd then the whole world diesWhat can you sayWhat can you sayWith a girl like Jessamine?When a girl doesn't want to knowWhat can you sayThis is my world at lastA butterfly child, so free and so wildAnd she makes my life a dreamI'm not really livingA butterfly child, so free and so wildWhen Jessamine goes, part of me knowsI'm not really livingThis is my world at lastThis is my world at lastWhen Jessamine goes