She breaks the vows and turns to cast a stone I'm lashing out in desperation's way A lovely child is peering from the hall He holds his tongue and sadly looks away Visions in my mind again of innocence I can't defend Wings are shown, the chrysalis has grown The butterflies have flown The stone it drags me to the deep She hides the truth inside another lie Time marching on, the boy is petrified of tender beauty lurking just outside Visions that I can't forget Decisions that I now regret He sees the butterflies and gently moans He feels so all alone The trial that comes, eleventh hour nears The future clouded in a veil of doubt My only hope for you, my loving child is that you see the beauty in the sky Disappointment with myself for putting problems on the shelf Hopefully you'll feel my love and comfort in what flies above Visions in my mind again of innocence I can't defend Wings are shown, the chrysalis has grown The butterflies have flown