Lloyd Cole

You were an innocent child before I laid my hands on you
And all that pain that you held inside
Was just waiting to bloom in a darkened room
And you just flew right into the light and came alive
My little butterfly
Well youd never known love and youd never known pain
But you found out that they were just like wine and champagne
You could drink a little more, then you hurt a little less
And you get that butterfly feeling underneath your dress