Pretty Butterfly

(альбом: In The Arms Of Love - 1966)

She flutters by
Catching every eye
Dancing in the light
What a sight
Pretty butterfly

Always just a little out of your reach
A wispy kind of a creature
That you want to possess
But who can guess
Just when her mood will change
And she'll spread her wings
And be gone again
Leaving you an ache in your heart
And an awful yearn

Just to hold her one time
Close in your arms
Discover all of her charms
But she is such a windmill
If she would only stand still

Someday you'll see
She will look at me
Showing in her eye
Butterfly curiosity
That's when I will slowly
Lower my neck
And she will probably let me
Catch her
The pretty butterfly

Someday you'll see
She will look at me
Showing in her eye
Butterfly curiosity
That's when I will slowly
Lower my neck
And she will probably let me
Catch her
The pretty butterfly
The pretty butterfly
The pretty butterfly