Is it that your coffee tastes bitter now?
Or is it that the winter day no longer feels warm?
But I still feel your warmth,
Does your heart still beat when I call your na-me?
Lend me your hand for once I ask you,
Look into my eyes & tell me what is on your mind?
Unravel your mind, boy
Do the butterflies still come & go as you said?
Are these pretty white lies as pretty as you said?
Do the butterflies still come & go as you said?
