Texty: Inept. So Much Between Us. Butterflies.

Now, the only way to know
is going back to where we left this years ago.
But i want to know if it's time,
and she wants to know if it's right.

But we will never ever know,
sitting here alone
just wondering on...

She will be, she will be inside
and i can feel it's like a string of butterflies
and i'll always love to feel them come from her

She will be, she will be inside
and you won't notice me
Because I'll be flying higher
than your hearts can reach

Fear, of doing this alone
Of feeling lost,
not knowing where we both belong,
in this

And, I was always thinking,
hoping when the day arrives,
we'd come around
and things are fine,
a sketch of what i always had in mind.

So I'll just keep holding on

She will be, she will be inside
and i can feel it's like a string of butterflies
and i'll always love to feel them come from her

She will be, she will be inside
and you won't notice me
Because I'll be flying higher
than your hearts can reach

She will be there,
and I will be overwhelmed
by the thought of love,
the thought of us.

Come back to me,
Because now that your gone,
hope keeps me holding on


(Thanks to Siera Habrat for these lyrics)