Butterfly - Amyst

Mother, I wrote a song beneath the hazed stars

Sipping on some scotch and playing my guitar with a broken heart

Mother, I met a girl, and she is so pretty

And I know that you taught me chivalry

But things aren’t what they used to be

Oh mother, romance is lost at sea

She will wither away with her beautiful petals in the wind

Like a butterfly, she will fly away

Far away into the sea

Mother, I wrote a song beside the ocean waves

Sitting in the sand with a cigarette in hand and a brokn heart

Mother, I met a girl, and sh is a princess wearing green

Like the colors of an early spring

But the years aren’t what they used to seem

Oh mother, romance is lost at sea

She will wither away with her beautiful petals in the wind

Like a butterfly, she will fly away

Far away into the sea

Mother, I saw a boat in the distance

And I’m not the jealous type, but this time it was different

It would rock me to sleep with its sweetness and carry me

Carry me away from my weakness