You’re the caterpillar, I’m the branch.
You’ll crawl on me, wrap yourself around me.
You settle, you grow.
Then you stay, you stay.
Through the winds, the rains, the snow, the sun, the thunder.
But nothing stays the same forever, I know.
And you metamorphoses.
And you’ll go away.
I can’t make you stay, and you’ll fly away.
Away, away, leaving me with that empty shell.
That horrendous shell is all I have now.
It’s all I can see
But I know, I know you’re something beautiful.
Soon enough another caterpillar will come along.
Ah, how long will you stay this time?