Butterflies
I'm mad that you walked right out
I'm mad because of you I'm filled with doubt
Uh oh with doubt
Too bad that it didn't work out
Too bad after you won't love again
Uh oh can't do it again
Because I miss the way you make me feel
Like I'm falling it seems real
I can feel the wind is whipping through my hair
And suddenly my stomach fills with butterflies
You set them free and now they're flying
Flying through the sky
I'm mad at myself right now
I'm mad because I want to feel again
Uh oh wanna feel it again
Too bad that it didn't last long
Too bad now that you're gone it's wrong
Uh oh wrong that you're gone
Because I miss the way you make me feel
Like I'm falling it seems real
I can feel the wind is whipping through my hair
And suddenly my stomach fills with butterflies
You set them free and now they're flying
Flying through the sky
Oh
I miss the freedom of falling in love
But it slipped through my fingers again
I miss the freedom of falling in love
But it slipped through my fingers again
Because I miss the way you make me feel
Like I'm falling it seems real
I can feel the wind is whipping through my hair
And suddenly my stomach fills with butterflies
You set them free and now they're flying
Flying through the sky
Oh
I'm mad because of you I'm filled with doubt
Uh oh with doubt
Too bad that it didn't work out
Too bad after you won't love again
Uh oh can't do it again
Because I miss the way you make me feel
Like I'm falling it seems real
I can feel the wind is whipping through my hair
And suddenly my stomach fills with butterflies
You set them free and now they're flying
Flying through the sky
I'm mad at myself right now
I'm mad because I want to feel again
Uh oh wanna feel it again
Too bad that it didn't last long
Too bad now that you're gone it's wrong
Uh oh wrong that you're gone
Because I miss the way you make me feel
Like I'm falling it seems real
I can feel the wind is whipping through my hair
And suddenly my stomach fills with butterflies
You set them free and now they're flying
Flying through the sky
Oh
I miss the freedom of falling in love
But it slipped through my fingers again
I miss the freedom of falling in love
But it slipped through my fingers again
Because I miss the way you make me feel
Like I'm falling it seems real
I can feel the wind is whipping through my hair
And suddenly my stomach fills with butterflies
You set them free and now they're flying
Flying through the sky
Oh
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Writer(s): Alyssa Bautista, Lawrence Grivich
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