I tell of hearts and souls and dances...
Butterflies and second chances;
Desperate ones and dreamers bound,
Seeking life from barren ground,
Butterflies and second chances;
Desperate ones and dreamers bound,
Seeking life from barren ground,
Who suffer on in earthly fate
The bitter pain of agony's state,
Might but they stop and here forgive
Would break the bonds to breathe and live
And find that life in goodness brings
A chance for change, the hope of wings
To rest in skies, and self to die
And so become a butterfly