Butterfly - Brent Cobb

A little old man said hey to a butterfly

How do your wings take you away

Well I was sittin' in a cocoon

Underneath the yellow moon in the winter time

One opened up and I started to fly

The wind came from the east so I flew to the west

Now I really don’t know why

Lord I guess I knew that way best

How does night turn to day

How does sunshine turn to rain

How come things have to change

How don’t matter anyway

So the little bitty butterfly sat and asked the man

How do your songs take you away

I was sitting on a barstool wasn’t feelin' real cool labeled habitual liar

My wound opened up and I started to write

Words came for the more but I wrote for the less

Now I really don’t know why

Lord I guess I knew that way best

How does night turn to day

How does sunshine turn to rain

How come things have to change

How don’t matter anyway, anyway

How does night turn to day

How does sunshine turn to rain

How come things have to change

How don’t matter anyway, anyway

How does night turn to day

How does sunshine turn to rain

How come things have to change

How don’t matter anyway