Native Dancer

Full Moon Syndrome

Time never seems to correlate to us
Flies off and on
Wings of a butterfly
Soul friend, such a better way to understand
What comes next
I see it in your eyes

Time never seems to correlate to us
Flies off and on
Wings of a butterfly
Soul friend, such a better way to understand
What comes next
I see it in your eyes

Hold your breathe love
Hours after dark
Bring me to you, bring me to you
Feel your efforts walk into the dawn
Stranded in light, nowhere to hide
No one knows you or what you think you need
Senseless to compare, your love is always incomplete
Every moment here, told me to have no fear
Every moment here, seems to linger

Time never seems to correlate to us
Flies off and on
Wings of a butterfly
Soul friend, such a better way to understand
What comes next
I see it in your eyes

If I could lean on the silence in my head
Nothing else compares
No no, nothing else compares
I think its time now, I’m going up for air
Fall reckless into motion
Feels like love in all that’s here

Time never seems to correlate to us
Flies off and on
Wings of a butterfly
Soul friend, such a better way to understand
What comes next
I see it in your eyes

Time never seems to correlate to us
Flies off and on
Wings of a butterfly
Soul friend, such a better
Such a better way
To understand what comes next
What comes next
Time
Time
Time
What comes next?
What comes next? (Soul friend)