Bob Lind - Elusive butterfly

^Fmaj7You might wake up some ^Gmmorning To the ^C7sound of something ^Fmoving past your ^Fmaj7window in the ^Fwind And if you're ^Gmquick enough to rise You'll catch a fleetin^C7g glimpse of someone^F's fading shadow ^{F Fmaj7}Out on the new ho^Gmrizon You may ^C7see the floating ^Fmotion of a ^Fmaj7distant pair of ^Fwings And if the ^Gmsleep has left your ^C7ears You might ^Gmhear footsteps running ^C7through an open ^Fmeadow

^Fmaj7Don't be con^Gmcerned^C7, it will not ^Fharm you It's only ^C7me pursuing ^Fsomething I'm not ^Fsure of Across my ^Gmdreams^C7 with nets of ^Fwonder I chase the ^C7bright elusive ^Fbutterfly of ^Flove

^Fma7You might have heard my ^Gmfootsteps Echo ^C7softly in the ^Fdistance through the ^Fmaj7canyons of your ^Fmind I might have ^Gmeven called your ^C7name As I ran ^Gmsearching after ^Fsomething to be^Flieve in You might have ^Fmaj7seen me ^Gmrunning Through the ^C7long-abandoned ^Fruins of the ^Fmaj7dreams you left be^Fhind If you r^Gmemember something ^Fthere That glided ^Gmpast you followed ^C7close by ^Fheavy ^Fbreathing

^Fmaj7Don't be con^Gmcerned^C7, it will not ^Fharm you It's only ^C7me pursuing ^Fsomething I'm not ^Fsure of Across my ^Gmdreams^C7 with nets of ^Fwonder I chase the ^C7bright elusive ^Fbutterfly of ^Flove

Across my ^Gmdreams^C7 with nets of ^Fwonder I chase the ^C7bright elusive ^Fbutterfly of ^Flove