But when tomorrow visits,
When dawn falls and meets my horizon,
I'll have what's mine,
I'll erase him from your pages,
And before everything stops functioning,
Before the sun sets east,
Before tomorrow overhears these cries,
I'll own my butterflies again.
I'll have a complete you as mine.
When dawn falls and meets my horizon,
I'll have what's mine,
I'll erase him from your pages,
And before everything stops functioning,
Before the sun sets east,
Before tomorrow overhears these cries,
I'll own my butterflies again.
I'll have a complete you as mine.