I still see you in my. Rearview mirror. In the back seat of my car. Laughing.. You have a thing with butterflies. But I maintain that. Everyone needs an angel.. I don't know where you came from. Though you try to explain. But I caught you for a moment.. Your eyes had a light. Of something inside. That needed to be free.. Something inside needed to be free.. Chorus. Something in your song. Reminded me of me.. Well at least that's someone who won't go away.. I could never ask you. To stay here for me. Cuz you could never live that way.. Don't get attached. Cuz you're a gypsy you say.. You remind me more of a butterfly. Who can't stay more then an hour.. Who floats from town to town. And from sunflower to sunflower.. Chorus. So here I am left with. My wolves and angels.. No butterflies in sight.. Cuz winter's coming soon. Well at least I tried.. Now the butterflies they only come out at night.. Chorus. He sings his songs.. I sing them right back to him.. And it breaks my heart every time.. If I ever asked you. To stay here with me. I know you'd just fly away.