You cannot fly Every night you dream of scaling heights But you can only fall You're carried deep into the starless night
And when you cry Nobody hears you through the pouring rain It's a crying shame So much to give and yet you've given in
We took them all, my dear love
She sits and waits Under the streetlight that she so appreciates A butterfly with twisted wings That just can t reach the sky But we can save a little freedom Then we'll levitate Call moon and night And let our dusty wings begin to fly