rather than a rollercoaster
I would say that my image of Love is
a butterflies balance...
like the butterflies that you have in your belly
when you relly like someone
or like the butterflies of Sia song.
THIS should be a couple balance.
Because in some ways, somehow,
you belong from the same cocoon.
"We've been to the top, we've been to the bottom
We've known everything and forgotten, yeah
You've kicked me around, you've wrapped me in cotton
You've carried our load, and you've shot 'em
Oh yes the butterflies are still there
We've argued by the baggage claim
We've accepted and we've laid blame
We've drank Sangthip in monsoonal rain
We've felt separate and felt the same
Oh yes the butterflies are still there
We've shared joy and we've shared pain
We've shared guilt and we've shared shame
We've bought into the stupid games
We've freed each other and we laid claim
Oh yes the butterflies are still there
Because we came from the same cocoon"
-Check out more of Sia music HERE-
-Check out more of Sia music HERE-
..d'you know what I mean?
...capitocome?
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