Butterflies کے بول

Butterflies Are very strong They only cry When they're called upon I wish I knew The butterfly in you The moth Will play with the dirty flame And end up Burning inside But the butterfly She is the flame When there's so much pretty There's so much pain I think I see Where all the butterflies must be Upon a rock A beautiful thing Until the rocks come together On her dusty wings I think I know Where all the butterflies must go Butterflies Are very strong They only cry When they're called upon I think I see The butterfly in thee Won't you spread your wings On me