butterflies

All the butterflies are dead.
But they are still inside my head.

I can't think of anyone but you,
It hurts so much, loving you.

And I am wandering around in your heart.
So you do anything to make it fall apart.

You want me to go away , but instead
you asked me to stay.


Oh baby you make me feel like I keep falling.
I always fall but never hit the ground.


And maybe it is just because you need me .
You always make sure that I will be found.

ohh the butterflies are dead.
But  they are still inside my head.