Butterflies Through My Window

Shadow my brain as it talks through my mouth Wandering around early morning to try and find out Who is even awake And will I wake them if I say what I really think? Oooh, I'll just be quiet Oh...I'll try to be quiet And if you ever wanted to run up and tell me All those times I left my windows open for butterflies flying in Trying to push memories out the door Maybe this freedom was never really worth fighting for I'd say "you're right I should've known better What's next?"