A lone butterfly stands on the windowsill,
Looking out into the distance.
Pondering life it seems,
It's thoughts are of becoming a majestic eagle.
As I watch an eagle,
Stops and rests in a tree.
Pondering life it seems,
It's thoughts are of becoming a peaceful butterfly.
You see,
Everyone wants to be something they aren't.
Looking out into the distance.
Pondering life it seems,
It's thoughts are of becoming a majestic eagle.
As I watch an eagle,
Stops and rests in a tree.
Pondering life it seems,
It's thoughts are of becoming a peaceful butterfly.
You see,
Everyone wants to be something they aren't.



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