Butterfly against the window
Looking in at me
Tell me what do you know
Have you seen rain
Have you seen snow
Have you seen things
You think i should know
I sit and watch you flap your wings
So colouful, maybe i should tell you things
Ive seen rain
Ive seen snow
Seen many things i didnt want to know
A gentle breeze and off you go
God i wish i had wings
Together we could fly
And discover things
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