I painted the wings on a butterfly I painted a portrait based on your design Began with the eyes and some measured grace Tried keeping the colors within her constraints ♪ Just as I was done, they whisked her away Like she was the champion of the East Bay To see her again, I'd do anything If she had a song, I'd sing it every day And I don't know why I feel so bold Chasing down a thing that I can't hold As if it would somehow make me whole I caught you like a cold ♪ If I wrote a song, so brittle and brave With so many words I don't know how to say I finished a draft and threw it away If this is the end it seems like such a waste And I don't know why I feel so bold Chasing down a thing that I can't hold As if it would somehow make me whole I caught you like a cold ♪ And I don't know why I feel so bold Chasing down a thing that I can't hold As if it would somehow make me whole I caught you like a cold