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 shadows on the mist

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

A broken dream haunts you 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 are the candle flame that flickers to life

Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Love will break the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Love breaks the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Wise men say, “All is fair in love and war"?

And, “There’s no right and wrong in the design of love"?

And I could only watch as the wind crushed your wings

Broken and torn, crushed like a flower under the snow

And like a flower in spring, love will rise again to heal your wings

Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Love will heal the wings of a butterfly on a wheel

Love heals the wings of a butterfly on a wheel