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Butterfly Spirit
Wondering how you will swim out of this blue oblivion
Wake up in the morning wipe the dust from your eyes
When you open the curtains I can see you’re still hurting
But you don’t ever want them to know
You don’t want to be theirs like you’ve run out of air
And you’re suddenly up for release
You open the window
Feel the kiss of the breeze
You are free
You’re not weak
One day you’ll see the way your love’s your saving grace
(chorus)
You spread your wings and reach high
I wish that I could be like you
When you’re bathing in the calm before the storm
And then you soar with bird’s wings
You fly like a butterfly
You’ve got a butterfly spirit
Wondering if you can hide from the black you feel inside
Memories lie scattered on the floor like petals
And you scream for light in your mind
You’re looking for brighter days
Moonlit sunrise
Aren't we all?, you need some space
That’s ok I will wait
My love for you’s my saving grace
(Chorus)
Ooohooh
And there’s enough life in it
To blind my skyyyyy
Butterfly spirit you’re burning
Don’t you know I feel it
Life’s all wrong
But we’re still young
There’ll be a tomorrow
And I still love you
You spread your wings and reach high
I wish one day I could be like you
When you’re bathing in the calm before the storm
And then you soar with bird’s wings
You fly like a butterfly
You spread your wings in the sky
I wish I was like you
When you’re bathing in the calm before the storm
And then you soar with bird’s wings
You fly like a butterfly
Oooh you fly like a butterfly
You’ve got a butterfly spirit
With so much light in it
You’ve got a butterfly spirit
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Faith in Me
I hit you from the screen
You're hanging with the crowd
Now tell me are you big enough
And are you really making out?
Its written in the sun
Read it in the stars on Sunday
You don't know Monday who you are
Hey yey oh
They don't know
(Chorus)
Put your faith in me, I'm solid ground
Your faith in me
Won't let you down
When you believe, you laugh out loud
Your faith in me won't let you down girl, down girl
Come with me, yeah
They tell you who to love
They tell you who to rate
Fifty ways to leave your lover
Write the rules for getting laid
They tell you what is cool
They tell you that its hot to trot, not
You got to, got to play the game
Hey yey oh
They don't know
Hey yey oh
They don't know
(repeat chorus)
They tell us who is black
They tell us who is white
They said it would be stormy weather
But nothing's ever cut and dry
So why's it really worth the fight?
Hey yey oh .. yeah
(chorus to end)
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