| Song | The Butterfly |
| Artist | Neil Bartram |
| Album | The Story of My Life (Original Broadway Cast Recording) |
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| In a far of land there lived a beautiful butterfly | |
| In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees | |
| And winding through this paradise, a river danced along | |
| And played with the constant summer breeze | |
| The butterfly found a tiny branch at the riverside | |
| And watched the water rushing who-knows-where | |
| Carefully he sheltered from the power of the breeze | |
| For surely it could toss him through the air“ | |
| I’m a butterfly,” he said, “trivial and small | |
| And in the greater scheme of things | |
| I don’t mean much at all | |
| So I’ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
| I’m a butterfly, what more can | |
| I do?”One afternoon, the butterfly asked the river“ | |
| Madam, what makes you hurry so? | |
| What splendid destination are you rippling toward? | |
| Where, oh, where do you go?” | |
| The river said, “ | |
| I’m headed for the ocean | |
| And summer breeze inspires me to race | |
| My friend, you’d love the ocean, it’s remarkable to see | |
| Won’t you join our friendly chase?”“ | |
| I’m a butterfly,” he said, “trivial and small | |
| And in the greater scheme of things | |
| I don’t mean much at all | |
| So I’ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
| I’m a butterfly, what more can | |
| I do?”So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean | |
| He longed to flutter high above the seas | |
| But there are dangers in the sky for a tiny butterfly | |
| So from his branch he asked a question of the breeze“ | |
| What makes you chase the river towards the ocean?” | |
| And the breeze told him a most amazing thing“ | |
| I’m simply made up of the currents in the air | |
| That start from the movement of your wing, your tiny wing“ | |
| You’re a butterfly my friend, powerful and strong | |
| And I’m grateful for the way you’ve always hurried me along | |
| When you flap your wings to stretch yourself, it might seem small to you | |
| But you change the world with everything you do” | |
| So he stretched his wings and took off from the safety of his tree | |
| And the butterfly finally saw the sea |
| In a far of land there lived a beautiful butterfly | |
| In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees | |
| And winding through this paradise, a river danced along | |
| And played with the constant summer breeze | |
| The butterfly found a tiny branch at the riverside | |
| And watched the water rushing whoknowswhere | |
| Carefully he sheltered from the power of the breeze | |
| For surely it could toss him through the air" | |
| I' m a butterfly," he said, " trivial and small | |
| And in the greater scheme of things | |
| I don' t mean much at all | |
| So I' ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
| I' m a butterfly, what more can | |
| I do?" One afternoon, the butterfly asked the river" | |
| Madam, what makes you hurry so? | |
| What splendid destination are you rippling toward? | |
| Where, oh, where do you go?" | |
| The river said, " | |
| I' m headed for the ocean | |
| And summer breeze inspires me to race | |
| My friend, you' d love the ocean, it' s remarkable to see | |
| Won' t you join our friendly chase?"" | |
| I' m a butterfly," he said, " trivial and small | |
| And in the greater scheme of things | |
| I don' t mean much at all | |
| So I' ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
| I' m a butterfly, what more can | |
| I do?" So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean | |
| He longed to flutter high above the seas | |
| But there are dangers in the sky for a tiny butterfly | |
| So from his branch he asked a question of the breeze" | |
| What makes you chase the river towards the ocean?" | |
| And the breeze told him a most amazing thing" | |
| I' m simply made up of the currents in the air | |
| That start from the movement of your wing, your tiny wing" | |
| You' re a butterfly my friend, powerful and strong | |
| And I' m grateful for the way you' ve always hurried me along | |
| When you flap your wings to stretch yourself, it might seem small to you | |
| But you change the world with everything you do" | |
| So he stretched his wings and took off from the safety of his tree | |
| And the butterfly finally saw the sea |
| In a far of land there lived a beautiful butterfly | |
| In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees | |
| And winding through this paradise, a river danced along | |
| And played with the constant summer breeze | |
| The butterfly found a tiny branch at the riverside | |
| And watched the water rushing whoknowswhere | |
| Carefully he sheltered from the power of the breeze | |
| For surely it could toss him through the air" | |
| I' m a butterfly," he said, " trivial and small | |
| And in the greater scheme of things | |
| I don' t mean much at all | |
| So I' ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
| I' m a butterfly, what more can | |
| I do?" One afternoon, the butterfly asked the river" | |
| Madam, what makes you hurry so? | |
| What splendid destination are you rippling toward? | |
| Where, oh, where do you go?" | |
| The river said, " | |
| I' m headed for the ocean | |
| And summer breeze inspires me to race | |
| My friend, you' d love the ocean, it' s remarkable to see | |
| Won' t you join our friendly chase?"" | |
| I' m a butterfly," he said, " trivial and small | |
| And in the greater scheme of things | |
| I don' t mean much at all | |
| So I' ll flap my wings to stretch myself and just enjoy the view | |
| I' m a butterfly, what more can | |
| I do?" So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean | |
| He longed to flutter high above the seas | |
| But there are dangers in the sky for a tiny butterfly | |
| So from his branch he asked a question of the breeze" | |
| What makes you chase the river towards the ocean?" | |
| And the breeze told him a most amazing thing" | |
| I' m simply made up of the currents in the air | |
| That start from the movement of your wing, your tiny wing" | |
| You' re a butterfly my friend, powerful and strong | |
| And I' m grateful for the way you' ve always hurried me along | |
| When you flap your wings to stretch yourself, it might seem small to you | |
| But you change the world with everything you do" | |
| So he stretched his wings and took off from the safety of his tree | |
| And the butterfly finally saw the sea |