Constantly creepin' caterpillar,
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
Soon you might emerge,
And you're made to emerge.
A little longing to love, lush,
Starving for affection.
Hidden by the size of my perfection,
With one exception...

If you want to butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
If you want to butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.

How do I hide somebody from the great blue wide?
I'll come and sweep you up,
'Cause your time ain't up, be patient.
Now you see the sun is rising and your realizing,
Wise enough to know,
That you gotta let yourself grow.

If you want to butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
If you want to butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.

What goes around comes back around;
This is nature's way.
Be conscious of what you do,
Because you will be repaid.
If you put turnips in the ground,
You will not harvest grapes.
You are what you attracted,
And this is why I say;

Uhhhhhh...
If you want to a butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
If you want to a butterfly,
You gotta be a butterfly.
You know that nothing falls out of the sky.

Constantly creepin' caterpillar,
Still a swoon in a cocoon.
Soon you might emerge,
And be made to emerge.

Maybe...
Still a swoon in a cocoon (repeated many times)
Uhhhhhh...

Writer : ARIE, INDIA / HARRINGTON, ANTHONY DAVID
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BUG MUSIC