Christy Moore Butterfly (so Much Wine)
I had nothing to say on Christmas Day when you threw all your clothes on the floor.
When you burned your hair knocked over the chair I tried to stay out of your way.
When you fell asleep with blood on your teeth I got into my car and drove away.
Listen to me butterfly, theres only so much wine you can drink in one life,
But it will never be enough to save you from the bottom of your glass.
Where the highway starts I parked my car I got out and stared up at the stars.
As meteors died and shot across the sky, I thought about your sad shining eyes.
I came back for my clothes when the sun finally rose you were still passed out on the floor
Listen to me butterfly, there's only so much wine you can drink in one life
But it will never be enough to save you from the bottom of your glass
