Black Butterfly Songtext
von Russell Malone

You′re a black butterfly
With your wings frayed and torn,
Laughter's your′s so is scorn
As they point to you in shame.
You're a black butterfly
With your wings near fire,
But confess when your tire,
Is the candle worth the flame?
Your Queen of the Night
But with morning's early light
There′s not a hear to really call your own;
So before it′s too late,
Change your ways and repent,
Take my love that was meant
For black butterfly along.


You're a black butterfly
With your wings frayed and torn,
Laughter′s your's so is scorn
As they point to you in shame.
You′re a black butterfly
With your wings near fire,
But confess when your tire,
Is the candle worth the flame?
Your Queen of the Night
But with morning's early light
There′s not a hear to really call your own;
So before it's too late,
Change your ways and repent,
Take my love that was meant
For black butterfly along.