You might wake up some morning

To the sound of something moving past your window in the wind

And if you're quick enough to rise

You'll catch the fleeting glimpse of someone's fading shadow

Out on the new horizon you may see the floating motion of a distant pair of wings

And if the sleep has left your ears

You might hear footsteps running through an open meadow

Don't be concerned it will not harm you

It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of

Across my dreams with nets of wonder I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love



You might have heard my footsteps

Echo softly in the distance through the canyons of your mind

I might have even called your name as I ran searching after something to believe in You might have seen me runnin'

Through the long abandonned ruins of the dreams you left behind

If you remember something there

That glided past you followed close by heavy breathing

Don't be concerned it will not harm you

It's only me pursuing something I'm not sure of

Across my dreams with nets of wonder I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love

I chase the bright butterfly of love I chase the bright butterfly of love

Bu-bu-bu-butterfly of love bu-bu-bu-butterfly of love