You were beautiful before your time
You were born in the days of roses and wine
You're such a gracious little child
To be with you would make everyone conspire.

You were beautiful, entwined in lace
But, shallow was the smile upon your face
You find the truth embroidered behind your eyes
Confuse love with a smile so many times.

Why don't you float on by?
Why don't you float on by?
Oh, float on by…
Butterfly.

You were lovely all through the days
For some kind of finery cuts inside of your escape
You were born to be touched so deep inside
Quite beautiful the way you saw yourself through your own eyes.

Why don't you float on by?
Why don't you float on by?
Oh, float on by…
Butterfly.

You were born so far before your time
So deep in the days of roses and wine
You find the soul that's hidden behind your sight
Confuse love and resurrection in your mind.

Why don't you float on by?
Why don't you float on by?
Oh, float on by…
Butterfly.