

I remember flying
close to the sun
Before the shadows came
and made me run
A delicate creature
lost in the wind
Not knowing where my story
would begin
I used to tremble at the storm's soft sigh
Just a fragile shadow in the endless sky
Goodbye to the little butterfly
Who used to drift and wonder why
I’ve outgrown the wings I used to wear
Floating lighter in the forest air (oooh)
Decades sleeping taught
me how to grow
Releasing everything
I used to know
No longer fragile,
no longer small
I built a strength inside
the flower wall
Now when I look at who I used to be
I honor her,
but set her spirit free
The breeze still whispers her soft name
But the life I hold is not the same
I carried her memory through the dark
Now I’m the light above the mossy bark (hmmm)
Little butterfly, rest your wings...
Look at what the morning brings...
I’m who I was meant to be...