Nine months since you went away,
Every night, each teardrop has something to say,
Heart in mamy pieces and need some glue
Everyday i wonder when I'm going to see you.
But between those days, a butterfly always follows,
Yellow wings, and majestic flows,
I always see it when I'm in the blue,
The same thing you do always, could it be true?
Days went by, the same butterfly flutters,
Always around when my heart shatters,
That same yellow butterfly that always flies,
Makes me remember the last time you went to the skies.