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A child, always painfully aware
of how the stories always go
I feel the planets spinning in the air
see the waltz of the sun and moon so slow
I walk outside my little house
I feel the rain form droplets in my hair
As they all circle round me in their dance
Handsome knights with their maidens oh-so-fair
And I watch I tend to overanalyze
And I seem to realize that I'm alone
Stupid butterflies swarm my senses, fill my eyes
Daydreams turn to empty sighs
And I know that I'm alone
I look down at my torn and tattered dress
I trace the scars etched upon my skin
On they dance, with silken hair and berry lips
Graceful flowers, floating in the wind
You said I was your only one
But these things, things that you said, were just in my head, just in my head
And I watch, try not to overanalyze
But darling, don't I realize I'm not alone?
Stupid butterflies