So we just walk to and fro
Tell your mama you were busy,
you were climbing a cherry tree,
to see the whole city, to feel free.
Tell your papa you were busy,
you were flying high in the sky,
on the wings of a butterfly,
Sometimes the wind blows you all around,
it picks you right up off the ground.
It feels like you're spinning
Until you find your way down
Tell your mama you were busy
You were climbing a cherry tree
Tell your papa you were busy
You were flying high in the sky
On the wings of a butterfly
Tell your mama you were busy,
you were climbing a cherry tree,
to see the whole city, to feel free.
Tell your papa you were busy,
you were flying high in the sky,
on the wings of a butterfly, to feel free.
On the wings of a butterfly
On the wings of a butterfly
