| 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 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 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 |
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