I remember butterflies in different colours and sizes Whistling in the way of a great tornado spinning love You taught me how to climb up a rope When I should've been aware of holes in the ground You don't say much anymore You're always on a cloud somewhere How long till you forget I left you for a thrill Does happiness depend on fate? Is the present make-believe? Looking for you night and day Collecting tears inside Maybe you're a concept Residing in my mind I remember butterflies in different colours and sizes Whistling in the way of a great tornado spinning love You taught me how to climb up a rope When I should've been aware of holes in the ground You don't say much anymore You're always on a cloud somewhere