The day's depth of darkness falls at midnight
where butterflies will dance to a moon's song
created in a dreamer's dream of flight
they dance gracefully as they float along
my half-conscious state is filled with rapture
I watch them all dance to songs from the moon
spellbound in reverie my dreams capture
the splendor lifts my soul to apolune
with a wish to stay in this dreamer's realm
where the beauty feels peaceful to the soul
it brings its own power to overwhelm
for in my dream of sleep, I've no control
In the middle of the night, dreams are long
When butterflies dance to the moon's song