Ianne de Angel

(30-06-1995 / São Paulo, Brazil)

I'm like a butterfly


I'm like a butterfly
Always beautiful
In begin, I seem shy
But I'm wonderful
I'm like a butterfly
Flying into flowers
And I'll party all night
Because I have a lot of owners

First, I show up my beauty
Then I run when you try caught me
My objetive is let you wishing
Because after, I'll get you missing

I'm like a butterfly
Always untoucheble
I'm into your mind
Want you or no
I'm like a butterfly
High up your nose
I'll party all night
And then, dissapearing I go

First, I caught your attention
Then, I make it be a passion
My objetive is get you wanting
When I got, I'll let you in

I'll make you fall for me
And then, I'll bring you a regret
And you do not know my secret
You can't imagine that I fell too...

I'm like a butterfly
Always beautiful
In begin, I seem shy
But I'm wonderful
I'm like a butterfly
Flying into flowers
And I'll party all night
Because I have a lot of owners
I'm like a butterfly
Always untoucheble
I'm into your mind
Want you or no
I'm like a butterfly
High up your nose
I'll party all night
And then, dissapearing I go

Submitted: Friday, February 06, 2009

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