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Butterfly Weeds - Laura     Miller I loved it, it remained me of The notebook, with the never ending love, it was beautiful how much he loved her, and would do anything for her. What a beautiful story ...


It’s a summer night
And I can hear the crickets sing
But otherwise, all the world’s
asleep
While I can only lie awake and
dream
And every time I close my eyes
A butterfly comes to me
It has soft, green eyes
A sweet soul
Brave wings
And each time, it hears me
sing:
Where have you been?
I’ve missed you so
Tell me of your travels
Tell me you’ve seen the world
Now, you’ve come back home
Tell me you’ve carried me with
you
That you’ve held me close
Tell me you’ve missed me
Or that I’m not crazy for waiting
cause
Of all the butterflies that chose
to stay,
I’m in love with the one that got
away
Then in my dream it turns to
me
And that butterfly smiles
And whispers in my ear:
Where have you been?
I’ve missed you so
My wings are tired
For I’ve carried you home
I’ve carried you through the
mountains
I’ve carried through the sea
Everywhere I went
I carried you with me
Then instead of spreading those
brave wings
And flyin’ far away again
That butterfly stays near
instead
And whispers back to me:
Tell me again what you never
said
And I sing again:
Where have you been?
I’ve missed you so
Tell me of your travels
Tell me you’ve seen the world
Now, you’ve come back home
Tell me you’ve carried me with
you
That you’ve held me close
Tell me you’ve missed me
Or that I’m not crazy for waiting
cause
Of all the butterflies that chose
to stay,
I’m in love with the one that got
away.