You might wake up some mornin'
To the sound of something 
Moving past your window in the wind.
And if you're quick enough to rise
You'll catch a 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 somethin', 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 Through the distance in 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-abandoned ruins 
Of someone I used to be.
If you remember something there
That glided past you followed close 
By heavy breathin'
Don't be concerned it will not harm you
It's only me pursuing somethin', I'm not sure of
Across my dreams, with nets of wonder
I chase the bright, elusive butterfly of love
Across my dreams, with nets of wonder
I chase the bright, elusive butterfly of love