You are right there With the tears that's accommodating time I am right here With this flare, a illuminating sign Pins and needles both couldn't hold me down Leaving was this choice that I had to take But there will come a time when I'll see your Face So please forgive me This butterfly, flies off the board It will find the branch of gold So when we fly, we will know Our days are limited So lets learn to fly From the window Lights and shadows Moves around us just the same I'm not under your umbrella But can this distance make us close We'll find the branch of gold Pins and needles both couldn' t hold me down Our days are limited