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Riding on a big white butterfly
I turned my back away towards the sky
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I closed my eyes to look for something
Saw myself as really nothing
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Then I realized my butterfly
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Wasn't really up there with me
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We all make mistakes, forgive me
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Would you like to ride my butterfly?

Riding on a long blue paper plane
Getting seasick, sorry once again
Landing strip is getting nearer
Hope the fog lifts, makes it clearer
Then I realized my paper plane
Wasn't really up there with me
We all make mistakes, forgive me
Would you like to ride my paper plane?

Riding in a three grand Deutsche car
A to B is often very far
Home is near, but such a long way
Legs and heads all feel the wrong way
Then I realized my Deutsche car
Is only there to get me somewhere
Even so I really do care
Would you like to ride my Deutsche car?