The Last Hurrah of a-ha...ending on a high note

Butterfly, butterfly

Flying into the wind

You could be sure of it

That's no place to begin

Overthinking every little thing

Acknowledge the bell you cant unring

Tomorrow,

You dont have to say what you're thinking

You dont have to mean what you say

Butterfly,
butterfly

Flutter into the skies

Butterfly, butterfly

Their molecular cries

Chrysalis dreams waiting on the fifth instar

These stained glass wings could only take you so far

Tomorrow,

You dont have to say that it matters

You dont have to turn something in

Stay with it through thick or thin

Butterfly begin

Butterfly, butterfly

Tomorrow,

You dont have to mean what you say

Left without a reason to stay

Here comes the last hurrah

Here's our last hurrah