Some would call it a date in the clouds
I would remember it as a lesson of life
The way you talked after all I said
It almost put you on the wall of saints.
I looked at you and my heart smiled
You asked me again and again „Why?”,
„Say something, don’t be so shy”,
But I was happy looking in yours eyes.
I was thinking forever about the day
How I would feel seeing you stay
By my side and being able to touch
Not with your words, but your hands.
A touch you called it magic and I
Will remember it day by day now,
A date in clouds that made me feel
That butterflies exist and they’re real.
I know it’s only me that feels that way
And praying butterflies won’t fly away
I wish, but I won’t ask you to stay,
One wish: let the butterflies stay.
Hopefully I’ll see you again one day,
And will remember smiling this date
Again or maybe never or maybe soon
I’ll sing to you : „Fly me to the moon”