she watches a darkness creeping up about half past eight

she sits by the weeping willow says that she can relate

she dreams of someday getting out of this place

she says she's never felt at home even in her own face



and I know it won't be long

till you turn into a butterfly

I know you're weak and you're hanging on

go and give it another try



she dreams of puppies and those wings that look like parachutes

she dreams of waterfalls that sweep your feet from under you

she finds her comfort inside bedtime stories and fairy tales

anything with a happy ending she says it can never fail



and I know it won't be long

till you turn into a butterfly

I know you're weak but you're hanging on

cause you're dreaming of an open sky



she don't wanna talk about it cause that's all that she's done

she don't wanna think about it she's not the only one

she's doesn't wanna be what she doesn't have to be

doesn't have to be



she wants to be the girl who's swept off her feet in the end

she wants to live a life that's real and not just for pretend

she dreams of laughter echoing and says it's her favorite sound

she dreams of plastic parents that will never let her down



and I know it won't be long

till you turn into a butterfly

I know you're weak and you're hanging on

cause you're dreaming of an open sky

go and give it another try



and I know it won't be long

till you turn into a butterfly

I know you're weak but you're hanging on

cause you're dreaming of an open sky