Butterfly - Stina Nordenstam

It happened again last night

It happened again alright

Honey it makes me want to cry

Too late I fell out of bed

Hit the ceiling instead

I’d turned into a butterfly

God didn’t spend much time

This was a hit and run

Clearly the wings were oversized

In all, nothing was right

Still it was quite a sight

I’d turned into a butterfly

But the last time I looked in a mirror

It looked like it was going to be fine

And the last time I looked in the mirror

It looked like it was going to be fine

Baby I don’t know why

Wasn’t I the average guy

And I was almost satisfied

To be just one in the crowd

Not too tall or too loud

I turned into a butterfly

Tired but always clean

Staying away from dreams

So I lie sleepless by your side most nights

A twitch in my back

Gently life would attack

I’d turned into a butterfly

But the last time…

Once past the drowning panic

And the longing to fly

Whatever I see in the mirror

I’m sure that it’s going to be fine