I was told many times to stop chasing butterflies
But I don't want to be like all the negativity here
I wanna run through the fields of the  wildflowers
To live in the lands of old fantasies spoke about in stories

Climb the heights to witness all the splendors
You are only as old as you feel that you are
If you give up a bit of your imagination along the way
You'll never make it in this world another day

Look to the road that lies ahead in the distance
Dance in the streets with everyone watchin'
Greet the plants and creatures their alive too
Don't let them bring you down you be you

Morning Glories surround the path on the road
And Monarches watch over in the blue skies
Maybe I'll be back to Earth by the time the sun's down
Or maybe I'll stay up here with my head in these clouds

~ Gypsy