Oh watch her passing by
with purple diamonds in her hair
Skipping gracef’lly through the sky
People low down there
are peeking with one eye
but tell me, why’d she care?
We agree with it why
sunshine echoes in her hair
and red roses blush so shy
They think her walks so rare
’cause no mortal can deny
that when this blue breeze’s there
And she hums her lullaby
there is no compare
to any so called butterfly