She is stuck crawling on the ground
Unable to fly away from misery that
She puts up with each day
But unlike the butterfly she has love
She has someone who sits on the phone for hours
And talk about her day.
Although hes in another house
He would still watch the same movie
And compare it to their life today.
He still remembers the little things
She says even when she does not.
He shows her love and together they are one.
