A move like a moth or a butterfly Craving a change in the wind I swirl by all the insects and all the flies Watching the cycle they're in Better off dead than wasting my hours Flying where I shouldn't
Verse 1. You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away. You tell me to come over, there's some games you wanna play. I'm walkin' to your house, nobody's home. Just me and you and you and me alone