butterflies from maybe by Dean Marino

It’s getting pretty warm in here
Is anybody else feeling warm
I’m feeling this odd sense of calm like right before a big storm
I’m shaking in my skin
But I know what’s happening
The feeling that you gave I can’t describe
And everyone can tell me that I’m crazy
And everyone can say that we aren’t right
But everybody doesn’t know the happiness you give
Hey baby, you’re so out of sight

Baby we’re hand in hand
Butterflies in my stomach
When I kiss your lips, it’s butterflies
Baby when I’m with you here
I’ve got nothing to fear
When I kiss your lips it’s butterflies

It’s getting pretty late and now the sun is going down
But you know I’ll think of you when you’re not around
And I’ve been crazy bout you since the day we met
Keep on holding me until the sunset

Baby we’re hand in hand
Butterflies in my stomach
When I hold you tight it’s butterflies
Baby when you’re near
I’ve got nothing to fear
When I see you, dear, it’s butterflies

Baby we’re hand in hand
Butterflies in my stomach
When I hold you tight it’s butterflies
Baby when you’re near
I’ve got nothing to fear
When I see you, dear, it’s butterflies

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