Fly Away

I dreamed of you.

In grey and blue.

I dreamed of you.

Everyday you wake.

Paper butterflies greet you in your wake.

They soared around our heads making.

Dizzy.

Dizzy.

We ran around in fields of green.

The butterfilies laughed and kissed our face.

The grass we trampled on was wet with dew.

We laughed and played tag with the sun.

It was a perfect day.

Gazed at the sky.

It could be blue.

Or it could be grey.

But if the sky didn't see you...

All it would do is rain.

And the butterflies would all fly away.

Fly away.