3+2 Butterflies

I m gonna tell you what is in my soul. We are so fragile just like melting snow We ve got to come to see the beauty of love And imagine, and imagine, just imagine And we re like butterflies flying to the sun The sun will never let us look inside I believe that all ll be opened up But in the right time Openhearted wait for it, it will come And even if you often were so wrong And you denied the wonder s possible But you have got to see it all the same And imagine, and imagine, just imagine