Вершы: Mission Uk. Butterfly On A Wheel.

Silver and gold
And it's growing cold
Autumn leaves lay
As thick as thieves

Shivers down your spine
Chill you to the bone
'Cos the mandolin wind
Is the melody that turns
Your heart to stone

The heat of your breath
Carving shadows on the mist
Every angel has the wish that
She's never been kissed

A broken dream
Haunting in your sleep
And hiding in your smile
A secret you must keep
Love cuts you deep

Love breaks the wings of a butterfly
On a wheel
Love breaks the wings of a butterfly
On a wheel

There's no scarlet in you
Lay your veil down for me
As sure as God made wine
You can't wrap your arms
Around a memory

Take warmth from me
Cold Autumn winds
Cut sharp as a knife
And in the dark for me
You're the candle flame that
Flickers to life

Love breaks the wings of a butterlfy
On a wheel
Love will break the wings of a butterfly
On a wheel

Wise men say all is fair
In love and war
There's no right or wrong
In the design of love

And I could only watch
As the wind crushed your wings
Broken and torn
Crushed like the flower under the snow
And like the flower in spring
Love will rise again to heal your wings

Love heals the wings of a butterfly
On a wheel
Love will heal the wings of a butterfly
On a wheel