I could be an American man
Living in my house in the [?] land
With my body on a woman, alright
Gonna fall out of a window tonight

But it depends on everything
Cold people deny my heart of everything
Inside a voice replies with a last thing
'Cause
You’ll find her
You'll find her
You'll find her
You’ll find her

Coming on strong like a storm
Outside, they died
All the people who cried
At the service
I, like a butterfly
I, like a butterfly
I-I-I-I-I, like a butterfly

Hey love, do what you lovе
And I think I'm more in love
She [?] answеr
And I [?] answer
[?]
—Her
You'll find her
You'll find her
You'll find her

But it depends just just on everything
Cold people deny my heart of everything
Inside a voice replies with a last thing
But it depends on everything
Yeah, you'll find her
You'll find her
You'll find her
You’ll find her
You’ll find her
You'll find her