What is this thing in life that persuades me to spend
Time away from you?
If you can answer this, you can have the moon
This is the place to be, anyway you can see
There's a lovely view
Why are there always so many other things to do?
Distractions, like butterflies, are buzzing around my head
When I'm alone, I think of you
And the life we'd lead if we could only be free
From these distractions
The postman's at the door while the telephone rings
On the kitchen wall
Pretend we're not at home, and they'll disappear
I want to be with you, tell me what I can do
Nothing is too small
Away from all this jazz, we could do anything at all
Distractions, like butterflies, are buzzing around my head
When I'm alone, I think of you
And the things we'd do if we could only be through
With these distractions
I'll find the peaceful place far a way from the noise of a busy day
Where we can spend our nights counting shooting stars
Distractions, like butterflies, are buzzing around my head
When I'm alone, I think of you
And the things we'd do if we could only be through
With these distractions
Distractions, like butterflies, are buzzing around my head
When I'm alone, I think of you
And the life we'd lead if we could only be free
From these distractions