Текст William Black – Butterflies

Light-headed, on edge
Why am I breathless?
Too late to pretend
I’m not acting reckless

What you do to me?
The tension is waking little wings
You went and you messed up my gravity, threw off reality
Now I’m so restless
I was afraid that I’d never feel like
My heart went through the ceiling
You got me shaking and I don’t know why
What a funny kind of feeling
Trying to fight it, then we collided
And I kind of like it, I never knew
Guess what I’m saying is
There’s no explaining

You brought back the butterflies
You brought back the butterflies

Out of the blue
Knock me off balance
Stumble into you
Is this how it happens?

What you do to me?
I thought this was only make-believe
You went and you messed up my gravity, threw off reality
Now I’m so restless
I was afraid that I’d never feel like
My heart went through the ceiling
You got me shaking and I don’t know why
What a funny kind of feeling

You brought back the butterflies
You brought back the butterflies
You brought back the butterflies
You brought back the butterflies
You brought back the butterflies

What you do to me?
I thought this was only make-believe
You went and you messed up my gravity, threw off reality

You brought back the butterflies, oh, oh
You brought back the butterflies, oh, oh-oh, oh
You brought back the butterflies