Dear dear butterflies,
Butterflies in my stomach..
Why don't you sit still,
And let me fly instead..
Little little butterflies,
In the pit of my stomach..
It's scary I know,
But we got to move ahead..
Towards a tomorrow,
That I don't know..
Towards a life,
To have and to hold..
To some unknown places,
To some unknown doors..
Where you and I,
will be all alone..
Just me, silly old me,
And you, the butterflies in my stomach..
Fluttering around,
All day long...
In the pit of my stomach..
To- Tomorrow, whatever you are like.. See you soon..
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