Chasing Butterflies.

Well I'm walking down this beaten track

tune in my head, guitar on my back

and I'm dragging my feet, my shoulder's are slacked

as I'm walking home to you

and I hear it whispered on the wind

imagine what it'd be like to sing that song

that like a broken thing needs to get back to you

 

Chasing dreams it is just like

chasing butterflies

you never want to catch one 'cos you know that when you do it dies

 

The spring is back into my step

the summer's here, lest I forget

the winter rains that got me wet

when I was walking home to you

and I turn the corner down the street

my pace moves to a brand new beat

I'm ready with my dancing feet

this song I wrote for you

 

Chasing dreams it is just like

chasing butterflies

you never want to catch one 'cos you know that when you do it dies

 

Chasing dreams it is just like

chasing butterflies

you never want to catch one 'cos you know that when you do it dies