When conversation's lost the sentiment of
Butterflies, exciting sparks, discovery,
Get lost
Months and years get thrown aside too quickly
Heard all the stories Butterflies tired of fluttering
Hold on tightly
Not all your bridges have been crossed
Take a breath walk one more
Falling stars surround
And grant their wishes to the eye's that keep on looking for them,
Holding faith and dream and dream of gold
Not all the bridges have been crossed
Come with me walk one more