Time, like a butterfly, is flitting away
uncaptured, unhampered, unknown;
while we, armed with nets, try and try to betray

the time that escaped from our lives yesterday.
Bow low your heads, humbly bemoan;
time, like a butterfly, is flitting away.

The gifts God has given were meant for today,
each moment His light should be shown
while we, armed with nets, try and try to betray.

Can your loved ones hear things that you never say?
It's too great a task to postpone...
time, like a butterfly, is flitting away.

When you are asked to explain, what will you say?
Try explaining how time had flown
while we, armed with nets, tried and tried to betray.

Respond to your call while it's still called "Today";
it's what you have already known.
Time, like a butterfly, is flitting away
while we, armed with nets, try and try to betray.