the first star i see
may not be a star
we cant do a thing but wait
so lets wait
for one more
the time such clumsy time
in deciding if its time
im careful but not sure how it goes
you can lose, yourself in your courage
when, the time we have now ends
when, the big hand goes round again
can you still feel the butterflies?
can you still hear the last goodnight?
and the mindless comfort grows
when im alone with my great plans
this is what she says gets her through it:
"if i don't let myself by happy now then when?"
if not now
when, the time we have now ends
when, the big hand goes round again
can you still feel the butterflies?
can you still hear the last goodnight?
i close my eyes and believe
wherever you are your an angel for me
when, the time we have now ends
when, the big hand goes round again
can you still feel the butterflies?
can you still hear the last goodnight?
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