Tuesday Thought 



To the twenty something girl who likes to write, thanks for reaching out

Butterfly on a Wheel – The Mission



Silver and gold and it’s growing cold.

Autumn leaves lay as thick as thieves

Shivers down your spine chill you to the bone

Cause the mandolin wind is the melody that turns your heart to stone

The heat of your breath carving shadow on the mist

Every angel has the wish that she’s never been kissed

A broken dream haunting in your sleep

And hiding in your smile a secret you must keep, love cuts you deep

Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
There’s no scarlet in you, lay your veil down for me

As sure as God made wine, you can’t wrap your arms around a memory

Take warmth from me, cold Autumn winds cut sharp as a Knife

And in the dark for me, you’re the candle flame that flickers to life

Love breaks the wings of a butterlfy on a wheel

Love will break the wings of a butterfly on a wheel
Wise men say all is fair in love and war

There’s no right or wrong in the design of love

And I could only watch as the wind crushed your wings

Broken and torn crushed like the flower under the snow

And like the flower in spring

Love will rise again to heal your wings

Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Love will heal the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

© The Mission 1990

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