she moves like an artist , graceful and free like the paint on a canvas that flows easily oh , but those haunting eyes they make me realize the depths of my emotions stirring inside she 's the woman i dream of a child at play crusading for others , in her own special way when i think that it 's over , it 's only begun when i look in her eyes ... oh , but those haunting eyes they make me realize the depths of my emotions stirring inside like the flight of the butterfly in gentle breeze her delicate features are so clear to see she 's a woman , a warrior who never gives up oh , but my elusive butterfly she makes me realize the depths of my emotions stirring inside jess felt her tears on his chest as his voice faded .