waitin' for another train
butterflies have flown away
isn't it a crying shame
how happiness don't come in a bottle
all i want is love oh
the city doesn't shine the same
the stinging of the cold sets in
the rose's scent is lost again
and if i could have helped it
my heart it should have melted

and oh
fly without me
in these shattered walls
some would call it beauty
and oh
i'll let you be
butterfly fly back home
you know it isn't with me
butterfly fly back home

my hands don't seem to fit in yours
at least they don't fit anymore
if not to hold what are they for
'cause slipping i prefer over breaking
there's nothing you are taking
there's nothing you are taking
there's nothing you are taking

and oh
fly without me
in these shattered walls