Besedila: Paul Weller. Amongst Butterflies - Paul Weller.

The sunny sand we ran along
Everyday began upon
The summer's kiss of love and adventure
And every june that we fell into
Left a mark upon us too
Etched forever as a moment we'd remember
And we'd remember
The empty woods where we played
Every hour of every day
The holidays went on forever


And in the woods was a soldier's tomb
The ghost of which looked over you
And God was there amongst the trees
We felt his whisper as the summer's breeze
And every night and every day
I learnt to love it in a special way
As I remember
What it's like to walk amongst butterflies