When I look in your eyes I see walls and gardens from the other side in a haze of perfection under a crystal sky as bright and remote as the dreams of a world you preferred to forget all about, so it seems I'm in love with the world in your eyes, with the radiant lights of your intimate universe There once was a curse but it's gone, yes it's gone It's been taken away to where it belongs – to the land without hope, without daylight or music or beauty and songs of affection and tenderness. Good riddance I guess... Good riddance I guess... Did you know there’s a place in the sky where old butterflies go When they try to remember their days of prosperity When I look in your eyes I see renaissance dreamscapes from the other side under a sparkling renaissance sky of perfect lazulia blue. And I may be in love with you. I may be in love with you. It's a matter of how to consider the things that you say and the things that you do and still we'll never know why... Have you been to the place in the sky where old butterflies try to remember the moments they've shared when they're ready to die?