In the midst of the night when the dark is sky
I look at the stars and feel shy.
The cause of that is I love a butterfly
And when I see her my heart cry out oh my… oh my!
She is cute and way too sweet
After looking her I can’t stand on my feet.
Is this love I do sometimes wonder
And then God replied yes with a thunder
Just like the drops of the rain
She hijacked my heart and my brain.
I always think is she really made for me?
I dint want my love to become a banyan tree
She is an angel who came from Mars
But sadly there are always faults in my stars