*SHILOH'S POV*
i knocked on my sister's door at night. I just had to. i had an idea. "wha? 5 thêm phút daddy." she đã đưa ý kiến sleepy and soberly. she was thinking of dad? poor thing.

"layla?" i đã đưa ý kiến walking in. she woke up. "what is it now?" she sighed. "you were sleep talking, and i just wanted to see if you're OK." i said.
"what's the idea?" she asked.
"you know me so well. anyways, we need to find dad..." i said. "you can't be serious shiloh!you want to runaway?!" she whispered loudly. i nodded.
she got up, got her suite case, and packed. "your just lucky I wanna see dad this badly hoặc I'd never go!" she said.

###normal###
well, that's my sis for ya. always coming up with the best...or...bad ideas. "when do we leave?" i asked. i looked at the clock. 9:00 it read. "get packing. we leave tonight." she said. "why did bạn have to be the older sister?" i cried. "i did pop out first." she pointed out. i left to go get my guitar.
"..."
"i need lucky luna!" i nearly shouted.
"why did bạn even name it that?"
"1: i like the name. and 2: it's because of aunt luna."
as we packed, we began to sing.


bạn TUCKED ME IN
TURNED OUT THE LIGHTS
KEEP ME an toàn, két an toàn AND SOUND LITTLE GIRLS DEPEND ON THINGS LIKE THAT
BRUSH ME THEETH AND COMB MY HAIR
HAD TO DRIVE ME EVERYWERE
bạn WERE ALWAYS THERE WHEN I LOOKED BACK
bạn HAD TO DO IT ALL ALONE
MAKE A LIVING MAKE A HOME
MUST HAVE BEEN AS HARD AS IT COULD BE

i was crying. i didn't want to leave mom, but i was dying to meet my dad...

AND WHEN I COULDN'T SLEEP AT NIGHT
SCARED THINGS WOULDN'T TURN OUT RIGHT
bạn WOULD HOLD MY HAND AND SING TO ME
sâu bướm IN THE TREE
HOW WOULD bạn WONDER
WHO YOU'LL BE
CAN'T GO FAR BUT bạn COULD ALWAYS DREAM
WISH bạn MAY AND WISH bạn MIGHT
DON'T bạn WORRY HOLD ON TIGHT
I PROMISE bạn THEY'LL COME A DAY...

i sighed and sang:

con bướm, bướm FLY AWAY...

I stoped, but i just had to keep singing...

con bướm, bướm FLY AWAY
(BUTTERFLY FLYWAY)...

i stoped hát as my sister held me close.
"we are flyng away..."