Lord, she's restless 
Like cotton candy clouds that sail the day 
Slow an' free 
And she possesses 
A mind that can't resign itself to stay 
For long with me 
Thou' I've tried and tried to keep her tied and satisfied 
Until she really needs me 
Yes I do 
But when that certain look comes on her face 
I can't replace it, and she leaves me 

She's a butterfly in mid July 
Who just can't wait to try her brand new wings 
On brand new things 
And she needs no rhyme or reason, when she goes 
Her mind is on what lies beyond that wall of blue horizon 
I suppose 
And heaven knows 
She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows 
Yes she will, yes she will 
She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows 

I know she needs me 
About as much as I need someone else 
Which I don't 
And if need be 
I swear someday I'll up and leave myself 
Which I won't 
Even if she loved another man, I'd understand it more than I do 
Mmm, mmm, mmm 
But I know the only reason 
That she ever had for leavin', is she wants to

She's a butterfly in mid July 
Who just can't wait to try her brand new wings 
On brand new things 
And she needs no rhyme or reason, when she goes 
Her mind is on what lies beyond that wall of blue horizon 
I suppose 
And heaven knows 
She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows 
Yes she will, yes she will 
She'll go sailin' off on any old wind that blows 

Mhmm  ...