Bob Lind - Elusive butterfly

^Cmaj7You might wake up some ^Dmmorning To the ^G7sound of something ^Gmoving past your ^Cmaj7window in the ^Cwind And if you're ^Dmquick enough to rise You'll catch a fleetin^G7g glimpse of someone^G's fading shadow ^{C Cmaj7}Out on the new ho^Dmrizon You may ^G7see the floating ^Gmotion of a ^Cmaj7distant pair of ^Cwings And if the ^Dmsleep has left your ^G7ears You might ^Dmhear footsteps running ^G7through an open ^Cmeadow

^Cmaj7Don't be con^Dmcerned^G7, it will not ^Charm you It's only ^G7me pursuing ^Gsomething I'm not ^Csure of Across my ^Dmdreams^G7 with nets of ^Cwonder I chase the ^G7bright elusive ^Gbutterfly of ^Clove

^Cma7You might have heard my ^Dmfootsteps Echo ^G7softly in the ^Gdistance through the ^Cmaj7canyons of your ^Cmind I might have ^Dmeven called your ^G7name As I ran ^Dmsearching after ^Gsomething to be^Clieve in You might have ^Cmaj7seen me ^Dmrunning Through the ^G7long-abandoned ^Gruins of the ^Cmaj7dreams you left be^Chind If you r^Dmemember something ^Gthere That glided ^Dmpast you followed ^G7close by ^Gheavy ^Cbreathing

^Cmaj7Don't be con^Dmcerned^G7, it will not ^Charm you It's only ^G7me pursuing ^Gsomething I'm not ^Csure of Across my ^Dmdreams^G7 with nets of ^Cwonder I chase the ^G7bright elusive ^Gbutterfly of ^Clove

Across my ^Dmdreams^G7 with nets of ^Cwonder I chase the ^G7bright elusive ^Gbutterfly of ^Clove