Nymph...
Within the delicate purity of love
I find the wild gardens of swoon
I've slowly become an love comforter
of our fear... sorry world
Did you find love yesterday
Did you finally find another man to make your day
Spooning the butterflies I would die for you
It doesn't matter where we go
'cause pain is all the same
And so I caught up by happy land
Draw up into detourland
Far beyond the forbbiden flurries of disarray, disarray
Did you find love yesterday
Did you finally find another man to make you fray
Spooning the butterflies I would die for you
It doesn't matter where we go
'cause pain is all the same
Spooning the butterflies I would die for you
It doesn't matter where we go
'cause pain is all the same
I would die for you...
