Текст Marie Miller – Butterfly Collector

I was chased by a butterfly collector
Under the moonlit fields
Should have wondered why
I caught his eye

I was painted emerald and gold
The brightest in the sky
He said he’d never seen
A pair of wings
So beautifully unfold

Words like honey falling from his tongue
The sweetest I had heard
My vanity blinded me
To what he had begun

So fly away
Fly away
He’ll only tear your dreams
Fly away
Fly away
He’ll only pin your wings

He placed me in a pretty crystal jar
And then turned on the light
I could finally see surrounding me
A thousand others in every color left in the dark

So fly away
Fly away
He’ll only tear your dreams
Fly away
Fly away
He’ll only pin your wings

I was chased by a butterfly collector
Under the moonlit fields
Should have wondered why
I caught his eye
And what he was after