Time.

Time as it goes by
its like a butterfly flying high
in the sky
you see. i see
but yet its wings are imaginary
the sound it makes
just reminds us of all the mistakes
like bells it chimes
thinking about all of the good times

we dont let the butterfly take flight
cause we all want time to stop tonight
we cant seem to let go of the past
cause we see it going by to fast
so fast

when we dance when we sing
all we are really doing is just lying
to are selfs to each other
pretending like we are all okay
but really inside we just want this to go away

we all want time to stop to night
so we sit and watch in tears as the butterfly takes its flight