What am I supposed to do with a girl like Jessamine?
Though my eyes are open wide, she's made my life a dream
When Jessamine goes, part of me knows
I'm not really living
A butterfly child, so free and so wild
And so full of living
When Jessamine stays, though time goes fast
This is my world at last
Beautiful days, lost in her eyes
And then the whole
And then the whole

And then the whole world dies
When Jessamine goes, part of me knows
I'm not really living
A butterfly child, so free and so wild
And so full of living
What can you say
When a girl doesn't want to know
She's too far away
And she makes my life a dream
When Jessamine goes, part of me knows
I'm not really living
A butterfly child, so free and so wild
And so full of living
When Jessamine goes, part of me knows
I'm not really living



When Jessamine stays, though time goes fast
This is my world at last
Beautiful days, lost in her eyes
And then the whole world dies
What can you say
What can you say
With a girl like Jessamine?
When a girl doesn't want to know
What can you say
This is my world at last
A butterfly child, so free and so wild
And she makes my life a dream
I'm not really living
A butterfly child, so free and so wild
When Jessamine goes, part of me knows
I'm not really living
This is my world at last
This is my world at last
When Jessamine goes