Loss, Strain, And Butterflies Lyrics - Tabithas Secret

He got bad and she got mad 

And he lowered one more time 

And she got even 

No one heard a single word 

And as the clock ticked from next door 

I could hear her breathing 

And I said, "Good morning Mrs. Sumner 

I would like you to meet my friend Mr. Jones 

He has a house made out of butterflies" 

I can't sleep sometimes but I've been told 

It's a lonely condition called growing old 

Let me stumble sometimes 

I'm looking for a soul to cling to 

Girl what you think about that? 

This time, well, it all comes down 

To loss and strain and butterflies 

Then it comes right down to me 

Hello have you been alright? 

Did you find a piece of something wrapped around 

The light side of your life 

To make you feel better 

Did you get out with your sanity? 

Did you save a little something for the people in need? 

And did you know with the rain in your pockets? 

You can change the weather 

I'm looking for a soul to cling to 

Girl what you think about that? 

This time, well, it all comes down 

To loss and strain and butterflies 

Then it comes right down to me 

This time, well, it all comes down 

To loss and strain and butterflies 

Then it comes right down to me 

Is it just the total for the wages of our sins? 

And have you made yourself a victim? 

In a game that you can't win 

And our we caving in 

And does it all depend on loss and strain and butterflies? 

And does it come right down to me anymore? 

This time, does it all come down 

To loss and strain and butterflies? 

Come on down to me