Yellow butterfly, I could ask you why
you float in the breeze
and you easily find strength to flutter
The wind blows down trees
but your delicate wings aren't bothered

Every day I find life demands a lie

Simply consuming and never in tune with the mind
Seers enlightening all and just passing my by

Help me to look through the window to see out (not in)
though I don't ask perfection
to find the light on the outside
to look far and see wide beyond my reflection

Life breaks down the door
Time removes the floor
To question the play
turns the bulk of each day into ashes

You discover the way to the exit
to find where the trash is

Help us to look through the window
to see out not in though I don't ask perfection
To find the light on the outside to look far
to see wide beyond my reflection

Gentle is my name
From love in love I came
And age and time my try to change
A child I remain
A child I remain