There's a window to my soul
Inside everyone I know
I've been gazing through those windows all my life
But I'm beginning to break free
Of their influence on me
I can't please everybody all the time
In the company of chameleons and butterflies
You'll find that I do not do well at all
Yet I don't suppose that I'd prefer to be with those
Who only want to pin me to the wall
In the halls of social grace
No one mentions to your face
Any words that might disturb or bring you down
But they'll talk behind your back
About the qualities you lack
All the feathers in your cap are tumbling down
In the company of chameleons and butterflies
You'll find that I am not an easy sell
There may come a time when I'll be more inclined to buy
Into the little lies that people tell
I walk alone down by the water's edge
To find a little peace
And healing colors fille the sky
And perhaps it's just as well
I don't ask and you don't tell
Safe and cozy in our shells we carry on
We carry on
We carry on
Like nothing's wrong
In the company of chameleons and butterflies
Now finally I'm feeling right at home
For now I understand that there are things about a man
That truly he would never wanna know
