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 abandoned 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