I painted your room at midnight,
So I'd know yesterday was over.
I put all your books on the top shelf,
Even the one with the four leaf clover.
Man I'm getting older.
I took all your pictures off the wall,
And I wrapped them in a newspaper blanket.
And I haven't slept in what seems like a century.
And now I can barely breathe.
Just like a crow chasing the butterfly,
Dandilions lost in the summer sky.
When you and I were gettin' high as outer space,
I never thought you would slip away.
I guess I was just a little too late.
Your words still serinade me,
And your lullabys, they won't let me sleep.
I've never heard such a haunting melody,
Oh it is killing me.
You know I can barely breathe.
Just like a crow chasing the butterfly,
Dandilions lost in the summer sky.
When you and I were gettin' high as outer space,
I never thought you would slip away.
I guess I was just a little too late,
Just like a crow chasing the butterfly,
Dandilions lost in the summer sky.
When you and I were gettin' high as outer space,
I never thought you would slip away.
Like a crow chasing the butterfly,
Dandilions lost in the summer sky.
When you and I were gettin' high as outer space,
I never thought you would slip away.
I guess I was just little too late..., Ohh
Just a little too late....
Writer(s): Dave Bassett, Brent Smith
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