Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
Juliana Hatfield
I'm trying to get through this night
Without any help from anyone
I close my eyes and try to breathe
After a while I drift off to sleep
And then I see butterflies everywhere
Landing on my palms and in my hair
So fragile and beautiful
Like all the souls of people
So easily broken
Wings can be torn apart by a hard rain
A red, red rain
A red, red rain
Butterflies everywhere
Landing on my palms and in my hair