When I see these pretty fields,
They remind me of happy days,
And like all those fairy tales,
The fields fade and die.
I stared at the moon so bright,
Wondering if I could reach the sky,
But I am just a butterfly,
My hopes fade and die.
My heart is full of agony,
Is this really my destiny,
My life is like an endless night,
My tears fade and die.
But I never stopped dreaming,
My dreams became larger than my spread arms,
But I am just a butterfly,
My dreams fade and die.