Don't Point, Don't Scare It - Butterfly Boucher

We hide behind the hills

We walk through tunnelled fields

And no-one sees us holding hands

Love

Don’t point

Don’t scare it Oh Love

Don’t point don’t scare it We sneak into the trees

We hide beneath the leaves

And nobody will find us here

Oh we dance across the lake

We laugh into the wind

And nobody will find us out

Love

Don’t point

Don’t scare it Oh Love

Don’t point

Don’t scare it… Please!

We creep along the lanes

We sneak through seven gates

We pass a flock of birds

Who didn’t flinch a feather

This cliff will keep us safe

We hide beneath it’s walls

Alone again it’s

It’s time to kiss

Love

Don’t point

Don’t scare it Oh Love

Don’t point

Don’t scare it Love… oh love

Oooh love, don’t point

Don’t scare it