11-02 When Practical People Fall In Love

Mr. Behr, are you sure you want to do this?

I have one butterfly in my palm left,
wings, drying in the autumn wind,
falling slowly into my palm, one butterfly,
falling slowly,

Mr. Behr, are you sure?

I say over sunset on my shoulder,
melting into my wineglass,
black shadows wistfully,
tugging, at gold circles,
falling slowly, into my wine glass,
falling slowly,

Mr. Behr, are you sure?

I say swirling,
black shadows,

Mr. Behr,

one butterfly, falling slowly,
into gold circles, falling slowly,
one butterfly,


I say over my shoulder,
sunset, silhouette,

Mr. Behr,
are you coming?