Amongst butterflies de Paul Weller

The sunny sand we ran along
everyday began upon
the summer's kiss of love and adventure
and every june that we fell into
left a mark upon us too
etched forever as a moment we'd remember
and we'd remember
the empty woods where we played
every hour of every day
the holidays went on forever

and in the woods was a soldier's tomb
the ghost of which looked over you
and god was there amongst the trees
we felt his whisper as the summer's breeze
and every night and every day
i learnt to love it in a special way
as i remember
what it's like to walk amongst butterflies
Ooh, butterflies
yeah, butterflies
ooh, butterflies
And in the woods was a soldier's tomb
the ghost of which looked over you
and god was there amongst the trees
we felt his whisper as the summer's breeze
and every night and every day
touch my soul that way
As i remember
what it's like to walk amongst butterflies
Butterflies
butterflies