what is this thing in life
that persuades me to spend
time away from you
if you can answer this
you can have the moon

this is a place to be
anyway you can see
there's a lovely view
why are there always
so many other things to do

distractions
like butterflies are buzzing around my head
when I'm alone
I think of you
and the life we'd lead
if we could only be free
from these distractions
 
the postmans at the door
while the telephone rings
on the kitchen wall
pretend we're not at home
and they'll disappear

I wanna be with you
tell me what I can do
nothing is too small
away from all this jazz
we could do anything at all

distractions
like butterflies are buzzing around my head
when I'm alone
I think of you
and the life we'd lead
if we could only be through
with these distractions

I'll find a peaceful place
far away from the noise
of a busy day
where we can spend our nights
counting shooting stars