Butterflies

Janice Doll - 2008
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Fly away, up to the sky and the darkest It´s midnight, I could not rely on Try to fly, up to the sky and the darkest It´s midnight, my broken wings won't let me The fear is in my hands The fear is in my eyes Fear of butterflies I felt ashamed, up in the sky and the coldest It´s midnight, I'm just not ready To deny, in this coldest night and It´s midnight, my broken wings won't let me The fear is in my hands The fear is in my eyes Fear of butterflies