I won't write an old cliche about a butterfly
But something bright and beautiful is playing in my eyes
And looking at me like you
And smiling like you too
I won't write an old cliche about the eyes that shine
But I am blinded by your light, an old cliche again
And still you do restore my gaze
My dull and weary eye
And show me all of true love ways
And re-light my heart afire
Who's that man who's only sleeping?
Lying in his lonely room
Mother nature waits to greet him
Come out of your cocoon
Come out of your cocoon
I won't write an old cliche about the lips like wine
But just a slip can leave me dizzy I know every time
And still I feel my senses reel
My decorum undone
My heart a giddy spinning reel
A transformation
Who's that man who's only sleeping?
Lying in his lonely room
Mother nature waits to greet him
Come out of your cocoon
Come out of your cocoon
Come out of your cocoon
Come out of your cocoon
Come out of your cocoon
Come out of your cocoon
Come out of your cocoon